And I realize that the majority of the photos I post on here are of... Avery.
It's not because I favor her over my son. I promise I love them both equally (although it's true that most days it's easier to love Avery!)... but, you see, THIS is what I get when I try to take Damon's picture. In fact, this is what we see just about every time we LOOK at Damon:
Pure Angst.
It is tough to be 7 years old.
3 comments:
Awww Damon, poor thing! Elias says he misses me..lol. Love you Damon, smile for me..ok? =)
OK Damon -- THAT's how I ended up with a name like GRAMPY. . . Stop the madness and SMILE!
See, I wanted to name him after you, Dad (but my efforts were poo-poo'd), but still, it's nice to know he takes after you anyway! lol
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