..and then the war began.


In our family, a major war begins with a simple nudge, an innocent poke or a certain look. The parents planned a family walk through the woods on a nice winter morning. It started off pleasantly, with good cheer but didn’t last. I documented the fight instead of mediating.

Starting the walk, with grumpy faces.
Getting along.
Sibling love. Parents heaving a sigh of relief. The walk was a good idea, after all.
Oh, the smiles.
All in fun...still.
Do I detect a frown?
Ryan is not too sure...
Target Daddy but cracks forming in the wall of solidarity.
Getting serious.
Prior to being pushed into a pricker bush - unintentional.
Being pushed into the above said pricker bush.
Grumpy face 1.
Grumpy face 2 who wouldn't let me take a closer shot.