Five

On the day Marina turned five, she took these photos of herself. It was at the end of a long, birthday weekend extravaganza and she was running low on sleep (still is, actually) but she looks like some sort of bohemian California magazine ad.






We waited many, many hours for the 4th of July fireworks extravaganza to begin. And there was a lot of time for pictures. Here are others.

Mom and first-born are soooo tired.



Usually I think Matt's running shirt is a bit on the unstylish side. But Marina made it look like a piece of street art:



She took close to 30 pictures before she finally managed to capture a seagull.



And she lucked into getting a photo of her dad NOT wearing a Red Sox hat.