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.