My son gave me permission to photograph him for a few minutes this past weekend.  He was feelin’ soft since we’d been pretty sick all week I guess, because he rarely allows me to photograph him in a clean t-shirt with his hair done.  We talked Skippyjon Jones and Alice in Wonderland while hitting trees with sticks and seeing how far we could hurl our rocks into the nearby stream.  It was a perfectly fine afternoon.

A few photos I snagged along the way:

He’s recently lost the second of his two front teeth. Makes me even crazier about his wicked cute smile.

I love him so!