I can’t decide which is my favorite part about this picture. Maybe it’s the sweet grey eyes or little button nose. Or, the dirty little boy face or the fine blond hair in disarray or even the shirt that says “You can’t catch me.”
Maybe it’s the way that I did “catch him”, with my camera, looking back at me in a moment that I was able to capture and put in the pocket of my brain forever.
Or maybe, just maybe… it’s just the total package.
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