So today me my mom and my brother went to have our pictures taken together.
Now we haven't taken family pictures since I was like.... ten. So it's been about ten years all together - and back then my dad was a part of the family.
When we got there, the lady told us it was going to be delayed - and my brother being all army gung-ho and whatnot was saying all kinds of things. When I got there - there was a creamery down the street where we parked as my mom forgot her coat. When I walked past there, a thirteen year old boy

(I guessed because he's basically a 12 year old with acne and a changing voice)

...and he was beautiful. Brown hair, brown eyes, thin and just beautiful. As I got my mom's coat and went back towards the studio - he wasn't at the creamery and as I walked back towards my family I saw him meet up with some other kids near our position - all where a little older and a lot less good looking. Anyway as we waited, it turns out the boy was having his pictures taken too - and I saw him sit with his family - his mom - his dad, and his two little brothers, one was like 7, and the other was about 4 or 5. While watching my thirteen year old friend and the way he interacted with his little brothers - I really came a deep conclusion. That I don't want to marry or have sex with a boy - I want my own. A child, to love, raise, teach and just enjoy life.

I haven't got that kid out of my mind since I saw him, because he reminded me so much of someone I used to know. And that's a very good thing.