Sometimes on a chilly, overcast, winter day when you are walking from the zoo to the car, there are piles of lonely, unsuspecting leaves waiting for you to play in them with your kids. No one cares that they are not dressed to the nines or your son’s foot long hair is not combed. No one cares that the leaves only contain the crunchy, brown remnants of what was once blazing reds yellows, and oranges. What is important is the fact that I had my camera with me to capture memories of me with my sidekicks acting a fool on the ground. It’s also pretty important that I got a picture of me with my super cute new scarf on. Wait…I think I just said I take my kids to the zoo in dirty clothes without brushing their hair. Mother of the year award…2012.