I hung around the house all day long and only wound up taking a single photo, so here it is.
I took it because I was in the middle of a text conversation with Abby and wanted to send her a visual representation of Brady's reaction to a question I asked him. (I guess that's kind of vague --sorry!-- but the content of the question isn't really relevant here so I'm leaving it out.)After I sent the image on to my girl, I studied it for a minute. This baby of mine --who will turn 14 in mid-December-- has grown up so much over the past few years. He's as sharp as a tack and clever and funny and sometimes far too wise for his age.
But, as the presence of a very well-worn BearBear indicates, he's still a kid, too. And I'm grateful for those kid-like attributes and tendencies that live on in him, even as he continues to grow up. Because no matter how old he gets, he's always going to be my baby.
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