I forgot about these old photos I started to collect while pregnant with Miles. Now with a boy of my own that I photograph like crazy, I can really appreciate the thought of their loved ones documenting a moment in their lives.
(Hi sweet Jim! You have nice hair, son)
Miles reminds me of this little peeping fella.
March 6, 1927
Donald 3 years old
October 1919
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