Before Biscuit was born, I made a sign for the wall of his room that said, "Good morning, Sunshine." I also sing "You Are My Sunshine" to him. So sometimes, he'll snuggle up with me and ask, "Mom, am I still your sunshine?"
"Yes," I'll say to him. "You'll ALWAYS be my sunshine."
I took this picture today at a festival one town over from us (more to come on that tomorrow). Biscuit was sitting on Jeff's shoulders. Maybe it was the blue sky and clouds in the background, but the picture made me think about my Sunshine.
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