This is N when we were on vacation.
I think I mentioned that we went back to the place we used to go every year when N was small. The first few years he was crazy about the windmill. Once he could talk he called it his windmill at his motel. It really was funny. I don’t know if he remembers that and he probably thought me odd when I asked him to stand right there so I could get a photo.
Do you have things like that in your life? Something unusual that became special.