To play ball…

I fell in love with this picture of the little guy the second that I saw it. It’s simplicity, it’s technically incorrect composition and style, it’s coloring and appeal. Everything about this photo made me love it, because it speaks of the heart of a boy. A heart of a little boy who longs to spend his days with his daddy throwing the football or hitting baseballs…the heart of a boy who is every bit a sports fanatic at an incredibly young age.

This is what he loves. To be on the field. To be at the field. To be anywhere near the point of catching, throwing, or hitting a ball.

My son.

My little boy.

{Linking up with Sweet Shot Tuesday}