The other day I went to back Maggie’s car into our garage so I grabbed Brandon’s jacket to use as it was the closest thing and we’re about the same size. I noticed in the right pocket there was a notebook which had some drawings in it & a pencil and in the left he had a stick (a nice one I have to admit).  All I could think of is how he’s still my little boy for now and that I wish I could freeze time like this forever.  I know he has to grow up, I’m not dreading it as I want to see what type of man he grows into but I know everyday that passes, he gets a bit farther from the little boy I remember.