I get to go to his house whenever I want (ok, well, almost) and play with him and take his pictures and tell him how cool he is. And he mainly looks at me like, "Duh."
And then I take some more pictures of him, and his sister wants some. Then the other sister jumps in.
"And Mom and Dad. I guess they can be in a few," he says. So we do that.
Here's how it all went down.
Oh goodness, little Jake, so happy to capture memories of you.