as a baby, he was curious, quiet, content, and wary of people and new things.
he is still that exact same person.
maybe we wish he were a little more energetic at times, or a little less curious at times,
but not really.
my boy is a teenager now, the time I dreaded most.
not because of the supposed conflicts,
but because it means his time with us,
his time as a child,
is that much closer to the end.
i can see it in his eyes.
That boy, my goodness. He is such a sweet soul. We love him to pieces. That last photo really makes him look like a teen to me. My auntie heart is breaking.
And I love the sun saturated photo.
oh my, what a heart-breaker!
To many others, the last photo could be solemn, thoughtful, endearing. When I look at it I hear “Alright, Mom, get the camera outta my nose, for Pete’s sake!” Love him to pieces!!!
he is so darn beautiful (inside and out). he reminds me of Rick in so many ways. I love him so much
oh, sweet boy, savor the countdown to change.
I love, love that last picture.
That last picture just kills me. Those EYES! I’m not loving the whole teenager thing either, but it is pretty amazing watching them figure out who they are, isn’t it?
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