I was propping up the oldest against his mother’s legs for his first photos, when he was 6 months old.
Or I had his newborn brother, out in the middle of a field, in the middle of October in a basket. A day a lot like today.
And now….
Look at them. Growing. Growing. Growing. Turned into little boys. No longer babies.
And the great thing? I get to see it happen, every single year.
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