Sunday December 23, 2007


Someday he’ll be grown.  He will probably be taller than me and he might have a son of his own.  But in my mind he will always look like this…

His little jeans with worn spots on the knees, the colorful stocking cap with ear flaps dangling at the side, muddy sneakers, and that beautiful face beaming up at me.

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