One of my all time favorite pictures ever

The ocean.
The sand.
The sun peeking thru the June Gloom.

The excitement in Wy's trot.
The proud gait in Mateo's walk.
The bucket left upturned when a little boy saw his Daddy.


The board.
Matt's calves.
Wy's mini-matt Quik boardshorts.

There was a {brief} time I tried to convince myself I was content without a SON.
I'm so glad God was smarter, louder, more persistent than me!
I could eat these two up.