I’ve decided it must be hard to be a six year old boy. In the last few months there had been a certain amount of angst in the household and multiple differences of opinion on how things ought to be. Today we were playing outside and all was well but when I looked up I saw this picture.
After inquiring what the reason was for such an unhappy expression and getting no response, I took the picture and showed it to Stephen. He replied he couldn’t see it so I told him I’d take a closer picture. This is what I got.
Before long he was trying not to laugh and whatever stormy cloud that was over him blew away in the hot breeze.