It’s nearly midnight, and our son has come into the bedroom, upset.
“I had a bad dream”.
I take him back to his bed, and offer to lie down beside him while he falls asleep.
“Will you hold my hand?”.
Of course I will.
I was reminded of this photo from when he was small. Really small.
I’m not sure who gets most out of holding hands, him or me?
Submitted to Photo Friday “My Baby”.
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WoW… the lt. sepia tone you picked really set the mood for this image. Really well done.
Thanks guys. I’m not one for sentimentality, but sometimes…