I remember when you was just a little guy. You loved getting your picture taken. You always had the biggest and best smile ever!
You would even become very silly when I had the camera on you. I’ll never forget this moment when you took two french fries and made “mad” eyebrows. You looked at me and said I’m mad mommy but with the sweetest smile.
You always wanted me to take your picture. It didn’t matter when, where or with who. You just loved it.
But these days you hate it. If you see a camera pointing in your direction you get mad. Not the cute french fry eyebrow mad but really mad. Sometimes to the point of tears. I do secretly capture some sweet moments without you knowing. When I see that smile. That smile that melts my heart.
I don’t remember when you stopped loving having your picture taken. Sometimes you will let me take one of you with your little sister that you love so much. But usually get that angry I hate this face, put that camera down mom face.
My sweet son, I am not trying to make you angry when I take your pictures. I want to document you and your sister’s life. I want to document those memories. When your grown I want you to look at those moments and say “hey I remember that”
Sometimes I wonder, is the autism? Is it because you’re a teenager? Are you insecure?
Just remember my sweet boy
I love you with all my heart and I always will.
I am pouring my heart out today with Shell at Things I Can’t Say.