this boy,
i'm telling you.
in the summertime, he would never, never, never come in if we didn't make him.
ever.
i had forgotten all about these images until i happened upon them this afternoon!
max, you melt me.
i love that you love to play and pretend and just BE outside.
and when you finally stop to give me a "snuddle"
you smell like the earth.
sandpoint, idaho. august 2012
i'm telling you.
in the summertime, he would never, never, never come in if we didn't make him.
ever.
i had forgotten all about these images until i happened upon them this afternoon!
max, you melt me.
i love that you love to play and pretend and just BE outside.
and when you finally stop to give me a "snuddle"
you smell like the earth.
sandpoint, idaho. august 2012






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