This is Chas' high school senior portrait.
I snagged it from his grandma's house after she passed away. (That sounds worse than it actually was.)
Now this glorious photo sits on my bedside dresser, facing the bed so I can see it every morning and night.
I love this pic because it reminds me of the teenage Chas I first fell in love with, back when he was too quiet to ever really talk to me and I was too shy (around him) to ever really talk to him either.
Now we're married with a little cryings on the way.
And, on snowy mornings like today, he goes out to get us McDonald's breakfast...which we eat in bed.
Thanks, life, for being so awesome.