Him: Look Mommy. No hands.
Me: (long pause)
Him: What? It’s ok huh?
Me: (quick thinker that I am) You can stay up there if you will let me take your picture without being a turd when I get out my camera.
I didn’t really say that last part about being a turd. Well, maybe I did say it. Only Steve heard me though.
Then, I got some interesting shots of my boy. He looks so different on the screen than what I experienced in person. Here he looks kind of like the baby I used to have about 4 years ago. Last night, I could easily see my teenage Gunnar sitting there on the railing. I think its his uncharacteristically long hair that’s confusing me.