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Going Up

He climbs.  What of it?

One foot up, good grip with the hands.  Hoist.  Reveling in the sun pouring over his bedhead, the void below him, the sheer satisfaction of the movement.  All his attention in the moment, without a thought to what if someone sees me? or even worse, what if no one sees me?

Though to be fair, he knows without thinking that he has the eternal admiration of his mama, stuck to the ground below him.

Reader Comments (7)

My sense exactly, darling, as i have admiringly watched you climb above me.

March 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMom

Total cuteness.

March 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMeghan @ Life Refocused

My goodness what a great set of expressions you nabbed of your boy here--so very sweet

March 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterChristopher

I'm not sure why, but I just had a vision of Ez as a teenager. Climbing bigger things.xo

March 23, 2012 | Unregistered Commenternell

What I wouldn't give for those eyelashes! And his fearlessness.

March 24, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterBrenda

oh my.... so much to LOVE about this....... he's so beautiful...and the light...



March 24, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterKim Klassen

It's the story of a mother's life. We're always stuck on the we watch our children climb!

March 25, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMarcie

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