I know this cute little photo flashes here and there on my flickr ribbon to the right, but I thought it deserved a small little post all to its self.
This is my sweet husband at three years old. I have caught myself numerous times over the past week looking at this shot when I have had a free second, which is easy since I have it bookmarked on my iPhone (have I mentioned I am completely enamored with it... in this case I mean my iPhone... even though I am enamored with the boy/man too).
It gives me perspective to look at this cutie patootie and to remember that he wasn't always someone who was so hard on himself. There were many years when he just played and had fun and wore bow ties.
We all start somewhere innocent.