In all honesty, we have very few pictures of us as a family. I'm not really a fan of myself in photos these days (I know, I will regret this BIG TIME later on).
But these are my boys. My family. My guys.
This is G's favorite place in the world. On Daddy's shoulders.
When he's grown, I will miss this. I miss it already.
And I couldn't resist pulling this one from the archives. It may be my favorite photo I've ever taken. It was almost a year ago, on a little family vacation. G was about six months old.
You think they're related? Sheesh. If I hadn't carried the child in my belly, I wouldn't be able to say for sure he's mine...
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