my FiL died.
These photos are just your ordinary run of the mill type, but I wanted them to have a place in our 2012 album.
The Boy Child made a friend during our many visits to the park.
He doesn't live near us, he doesn't go to the same school, he and his mum are often leaving as we arrive.
But, no matter, because he is The Boy Child's friend.
He doesn't see that The Boy Child is different.
He sees his friend.
And for that, I'll be forever grateful.