there are no words.

everything. the little knit baby hat, the opaque/ clear raybans, the earring [really, me? an earring does it for you now?], the ever-so-slightly too-short t-shirt, the cool too-long belt, the way flynn clings to him like the cutest nugget ever and the way his dad clutches him back… i mean i could go on.

and is that a baby nap tucked into his pocket? gah.

so, yeah. i guess there ARE words. ha.

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