The Time is Coming

My little boy isn't so little anymore.  He still allows me to snap pictures of him, but he will resist at times.  I know it's coming.  I know he will one day put his little hand up and tell me to stop taking pictures and mean it.  It will no longer just be a bad mood or him playing around.  He will mean it and walk away.  I will soon have nobody to photograph.  No more memories to document.  Nobody to be silly for the camera.  No more funny faces.  No more cheesy smiles.  That day is coming so I will try to be persistent and keep my camera handy until there is "no more".  I look at Liam's pictures and I get a glimpse of an older kid.  One that is maturing and growing into a man every day.  I just want to hold on to these moments a little while longer.  Here are a few shots of Liam in black and white.

And then I see this kid in these striped pajamas with his goofy smile and silly poses and I say, "There he is!  He's not going anywhere soon".