The date: early April 2004. Fletcher was almost 4 months old.
The place: our house in Tallahassee
The mood: Uncle D and Aunt Dee had come for a visit and brought along some camo gear for Fletcher. He was enjoying all the attention. Kevin went hunting this past weekend and Fletcher was asking when he would be old enough to go with him. Not yet is what I keep saying.
I look at these picture and others and think that in some ways that seemed so long ago and in other ways it seemed like yesterday. I heard someone say recently that kids spend their childhood wishing time would hurry up. That's why they say they are "almost 5" or "4 1/2"
or Fletcher's recent "5 and 80 quarters" (?). But adults spend their lives wishing time would just slow down. Whoa, I'm getting a little to philosophical...
or Fletcher's recent "5 and 80 quarters" (?). But adults spend their lives wishing time would just slow down. Whoa, I'm getting a little to philosophical...
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