When he dresses himself he chooses this shirt as often as it’s been washed and is available to him.

In the interim I am managing to come down with… something, although I’ll still not sure what it is yet.

Each day I tell myself that I need to resume posting posts with more substance in here.

And then I wind up taking pictures like these that I have to post today, and now, and the clock resets.

This was actually taken on a different day (I need to explain the shirt’s backstory), but I love his eyes here!

I didn’t even try and I managed to get this amazing, awesome picture of my oldest son. I love him so much.