This is my darling nephew, Jude, who has the most gorgeous hair ever. I LOVE his curls and command my sister never to cut them . . . ever. Anyway, there he sat in the corner of the kitchen, all by his lonesome, eating his cottage cheese, wearing my mom's glasses, and *reading* the newspaper when I happened upon him and immediately dashed to my room for my camera. Since I had just newly arrived and he was still wary of me, I asked his permission to take a picture of him. He simply said, "uh huh," and returned with vigor to the business of consumption. We got along swimmingly and I heard him tell someone a little later that I was his "fwiend, Aunt Ewizabef."
I love him.