Little man, big man

Back in the early '90s when I was in graduate school, I spent a lot of time with my sister's little boy Russell. He and I used to hang in the kiddie pool in the front yard and bang sticks on the edge to make music. it's a very fond memory for me, so it's all the nicer to see Russell, now nearly my height and sure to surpass me, holding Nick. I told Russell it's his job to look out for the boy.