This may be my all time favorite photograph ever.
To me it tells such a story.
Waiting to play...
Preparing...
While his sister watches the little kids on stage, my son is in his own head thinking who knows what.
It is also poignant to me for what (or who) is not there.
It's funny. It's so him. So us.
We're always, always, waiting.
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