From There to Here

Once upon a time there were two (impossibly young looking) parents with a little bald headed boy. (Well, the boy was little, his head was rather big.)

They thought he was the cutest boy to ever grace the planet.  (They may have been right.)

They took him to the beach, even in the winter.

They let him take lots and lots of baths because he loved water.

They taught him to brush his teeth.

They taught him how to pilfer for food.

One day, which didn't seem that long after the above pictures, the boy (who was no longer bald and had grown into his large cranium), lay his arm around his mother's shoulders.  He said, "So you'll drive me to work in 20 minutes?"  (It's a volunteer lifeguard/swim instructor in training job...he loves to call it 'work'.)

The mother said yes and the boy planted a kiss on her forehead.  She was bending her head, reading something, but still.  He bent down to kiss her forehead.

She used to hold him tight at the beach. 

 And now he does things like this at the beach.

I'm not sure how we got from there to here.

From there...

 To here...

Could someone please slow this down a little?