At the Mennonite store we visited back in April, I bought the boys ice cream cones. We sat in a booth while they ate them, and then River announced that I needed to take a picture of him eating his ice cream cone. He didn’t really have a reason, he just wanted his picture taken. Ocean, of course, also wanted a picture taken, though the weird reddish wall behind him and the sun streaming in from the window next to us made his picture look weird.
