I just wanted to write a little note to remember this by. We walked you to school today and you reached up for my hand and held my finger. I imagine that you won’t hold just my finger for a while longer—eventually you’ll hold my whole hand. Part of me will miss the finger hold, it just reminds me how little you are.
I also want to remember you looking back at us, no less then a half dozen times to either wave or give a thumbs up as you walked into your big boy school all by yourself.
You my sweet boy hold my heart.
And I also wanted just a classic portrait of this beautiful boy on the day he started this amazing new adventure.