I was waiting to try and photograph a bird at our bird feeder, when I looked up and saw my son watching me from behind the shrub. He gave me a little grin and I just twisted my camera around and snapped him. How could I not make him the photo of the day? He is a blessing, a gift, a teacher and my best little friend. I love him.
I once read a little saying and it went something like this:
“For a son, his Mother is his first love and his Dad, his first hero”. How great is that? If I “achieve” only one thing in life and it is that, I will be happy.