My son turns three tomorrow. He is wonderful, cute, affectionate, smart, active, happy, sad, and simply amazing. And he gives me a window into my own childhood so many years ago. Here he is, wearing a sweater of mine and playing with his new crane.
When I was three, my parents and I were living in Tübingen Germany, and I was wearing that sweater and playing with my own toy crane.
Something simple that fills me with joy, not just makes me happy. My son.