I’m adding this photo to my Favorite Pictures album.
Don’t try to stop me.
I love everything about this photo. (Well… except for my face. =D)
He’s 11 and almost as tall as I am.
But he’ll always be my baby.
(Even though there is nothing baby-ish about him.)
Every now and then he just comes over to me and allows himself to be loved.
He’s probably more Darby than Verdés, except when he smiles. And I can see glimpses of my dad in the crinkle of his eyes.