Tutus and Time Travel

I'm working on a scrapbook entitled, "My Favorite Pictures."

That seems like such an obvious thing.  But I 'm a little slow on the uptake.  Of all the scrapbooks I work on, it had never occurred to me before to create one of just my favorite pictures.
(I know. I know... "Hello? McFly!")

As I'm sorting my pictures for the Library of Memories class I'm taking over at Big Picture Scrapbooking, I"m finding so many photos that I just simply love.
Some that need no other context or explanation.

This is one.

Spring, 1999. Eric walking 5 year old Lucy to her first ballet recital.

I could stare at this one all day long. 

Except for that whole pesky, blurry, tears-in-my-eyes thing.