capture the son 39/52

capture the son 39 (ii) capture the son 39A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013.

Bless him and his little neck and his little ears and his chunks of hair fuzz. And bless him for just wanting to sit on me all the time. Who would’ve thought I’d feel this way.

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