It isn’t too often anymore that Owen will run around with no clothes on. He used to do it all the time, but now it’s almost as if he’s become self-conscious (which is quite a shame in my book! He’s too young for that!) But I talked him into it, and he ran around the house pulling a four foot string behind him, kitty cat in tow. I snapped and snapped and snapped and got some delightfully bare photos. I didn’t want to giggle behind the lens, but as he ran toward me and then away from me, my heart was snorting! I am so thankful for my camera. I would’ve remembered this moment, yes…but not quite so clearly. That’s my (naked almost cherub looking) boy!