I remember doing this. I didn’t check the back of the original for the date, but according to its placement in the album I was quite likely two and a half. I thought the sand on my hands looked like sugar so I decided to taste it… I can still remember the gritty feeling of having sand in my teeth. BLECH! But what I love most about this photo is how much of myself it allows me to see in my son. I’m talking about the one who usually looks like his father… I have seen this very face many, many times on him. So maybe I did have a little to do with him, after all.