Monday, June 25, 2012

Fire Engines

Don't blink.


You are not seeing things

Because yes, mom that is a young, handsome, man. It felt like it came overnight. One day, I looked at him and the traces of childhood were escaping fast.
Gone are the days of big wheels, fire engines, choo-choo trains, and tonka trucks. All set aside collecting dust and slowly losing memories. A thing to be sold or held for a grand child or two. A thing to advoid as it represents "baby" toys.

So, when a big fire engine pulled into the cul-de-sac for a birthday party across the street, Vitaly did not want to 'see' it. That is for babies mom (as all of the adult males o00hhed and aaahhed). But, when no one was looking, I managed to capture this:


If you  look closely, I think you can still see a glimmer in his eyes and a smile of a little boy once fascinated with fire engines.