Remember the one-photoshoot-per-child-per-year I mentioned. This one was definitely my favorite from last year. It all started when the boy was Squanto for a wax museum exhibit at his school. My mom put some awesome fringe on a pair of brown pants and we sacrificed the PERFECT marshmallow roasting stick to make a bow. It was a fun day (maybe more fun for me), and the best part was having one of my best friends here that day (who has also watched this boy grow up on me) while I ran around and did my crazy thing. I wonder how many more of these photoshoots this one will actually cooperate for?
Love eleven-year-old him. His carefree soul and servant’s heart that truly loves the Lord bless me so (in the midst of all that pre-teen boy angst stuff) ;o)