My boys. Boys?

I’m not even sure if there’s an explanation for what we were doing here. Some moms stay home with their kids and teach them how to read/count/put a puzzle together. I dress mine up and take photos so I have something to show the girls they date when they get older.

pink

Colin wasn’t cooperating (surprise, surprise. a one-year old not wanting to leave a scary wig on and stay in one spot for photos….really??) which explains his sparse presence. I did get one though…

blue

pink21

7 thoughts on “My boys. Boys?”

  1. Haha! this just made my week..
    and you are going to have some unbelievably cute girls in the future

  2. How that is set up reminds me of a feelings chart. James has some excellent expressions. Sad, happy, furious, amused, silly, bored, flirty.

  3. Love the new blog. Were you guys close to the fires I heard about last week? Your boys rock, by the way

  4. Haha! If they turn out to have any SLauson DNA in them at all, which I’m pretty sure they do, this won’t wind up being blackmail material at all, but something they will probably look back on with a sort of perverse pride. Like, look what my sadistic mother made me wear! Haha! Aren’t I cute?

    If it had been me in front of the camera, though, I probably would have wanted you to turn the pink one into a mullet and slap a rat tail on the back of it… All very 80’s! ;)

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