Morning light

Those red rain boots that he wears so often we've had to duct tape the holes. That oversized hat. Those striped pajama pants. This kid slays me. Even when he's looking up instead of looking at the camera like I asked him to.  I don't remember what he was looking at. Perhaps a screeching red squirrel? Or a butterfly? Maybe he was as fascinated with the morning light at our campsite as I was with him in the grove of trees right next to our campsite. Either way, I loved capturing this picture of his innocence.