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“Not really, but he’s the little one in that photo over there,” I say, pointing to the wall “The one with the Army jacket”

The photographer smiles widely “I reht?”

I nod, that fa “He’s hoet an updated version of Milo for his wall”

She agrees “Yes, I can picture it now I still have the jacket too Let et the set ready Givetoward her studio “I’m Helena, by the way”

“Hollis,” I reply, following slowly as Helena removes the white cloud and the sky backdrop She pulls a brown version down, stretching it out over the floor

“How about you strip him down to his diaper? I think that’ll be a cute picture” Helena goes to the clothing rack and pulls the Arer She pulls a small wooden crate from the stack and flips it over in the middle of the set Then, she drapes the jacket over the crate, arranging it so it covers the wood and displays the branch of the military’s name across the floor

“What do you think of this?” she asks

“I love it,” I tell her,in my chest with excitement

“Will he be able to sit on the crate? You can stay close,” she says

“He should be okay He’s practically a little monkey all of a sudden”

When I set his on the floor, Helena brings over a helmet “What do you think of this? I can set it on the floor, or itit”

I can’t help but smile “I’ll leave it up to you,” I say as the scene starts to coether perfectly

“You hold it, and I’ll get my camera ready” It only takes her a few seconds Helena snaps a couple of pictures and checks the screen “I’o”

For the next ten uy is all s silly noises and faces at him Tears fill er Unable to hide what this little boy and his dad mean to me

“How about you stand behind him, Mommy? Kick off your socks and shoes first and slip back on his little blue jeans, but keep his shirt off See if you can get hiers,” she directs