My husband is accompanying our son to his Destination Imagination Global Finals in Knoxville, Tennessee this week. I’ve written before about my compulsion to chronicle everything in photographs. My sorrow that I can’t be the one to go with my son is matched only by my anxiety that there won’t be enough documentation of the event I’m missing. I pestered my husband by text all day to send photos. He finally obliged by emailing me this one:
…whereupon I immediately fired off the following:
Perhaps unsurprisingly, I didn’t get any more photo updates for a few hours, but he finally relented and sent me these:
And this:
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