The younger son of my best friend from high school just turned 21 today. I have, quite literally, known this kid his entire life — I babysat his older brother the night he was born. He’s just a little under half my age, and while I still remember him as a little kid (probably always will) it’s a little overwhelming to acknowledge just how much “life” has passed along since then. Daunting, even. It goes very, very quick.
This is one of a series of shots I took of him when he was about four or so… Still among my favorites. Happy birthday, Frederik, always loved that smile.