Jimmy: Walking on the wall.
I saw smoke one evening and we went to investigate, only the smoke dissipated and was probably too far away anyway, but we enjoyed the walk. On the way back, Jimmy insisted on walking on a retaining wall, holding my hand. It was lovely. Naturally Michael took this photo. And that red stuff on Jimmy's top is icing, from a cupcake he ate at school. It washed out.
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