Adorable baby, probably a little boy. Smiling all over. He is three years old, maybe much younger. Five months old or two and a half. Awfully cute; he’s sitting in a suitcase – maybe a doctor’s suitcase. There is nowhere else to sit. Maybe his mother put him there. His mom put him in a suitcase to travel. He hears somebody and it is making him laugh. He may also be hearing music and listening to together music. Music that is excitable music. He is happy and hyped up. He sees bright lights because his eyes are squinting. His name could be john; he lives at the beach or in a house with his mother. It is summer time, sometime in the 1940s. He could be an advertisement because he is so handsome; maybe something to do with travel or suitcases to have people buy them. He’s too beautiful to be put into the suitcase. They’re trying to show the suitcase can hold a lot of weight; it is strong. He has parents and is happy and smiling. It doesn’t bother him to sit in the suitcase. He’s getting attention from his parents or friends. They’re saying “he’s a pretty boy on top of the suitcase." He’s a handsome child. He’s going to Disneyland and his parents are maybe taking him in the suitcase while he is smiling.