My boy and me

My sister has been organizing our childhood photos. Sadly, there aren’t that many. There are probably more photos of my children on my phone than exist from my entire boyhood.

She stumbled upon this one and sent it to me along with a photo of my son, noting that we look almost exactly alike when I was his age.

Our daughter, Clara, thought that they were both pictures of Charlie and asked why Charlie was wearing “that weird, red hat.”