Brent jumped around in the water until he was soaking wet. Then he would roll himself on the sand until he was covered in them before running back onto the water. When he's not in the water, he ran all over but when he's run a good distance, his father would call him to come back.
He stood on the other end of the dead log I was sitting on.
Hi, he said, my name is Brent.
Hello, Brent. Who's with you? I say this without looking at him.
My Daddy. Can you take my picture?
I put down my camera and looked at him. I motioned my head towards his father. Go ask your Dad if I can.
He ran to his dad, then he ran back to where I sat.
Where's your mom, Brent?
My mommy is in heaven. He pointed to the clouds and the sky. That's what my Daddy said. But I can't go and see her yet. He said maybe when I grow up. She's with God.
Super shot, you captured the sentiment perfectly