Last week, I spent sometime with my friend Ashley and her little Man Cam. We went to a sunflower farm not far from my home, one I did not know about if you can imagine that.
Cam was so serious as he inspected the tall stalks, insisting on walking down specific rows and was incredibly delighted when we found blooming flowers right at his height.
Afterwards it was time for chocolate ice-cream and truck watching. Now, there's no way a Ford F150 would ever upstage a delicious bowl of ice-cream in front of me. But then again, perhaps that's why there's something special about being a little boy.