Those two little blond boys and the man next to them.. and another photo of him later, are my godson and his two sons. When I met the boys for the first time a year ago, they came rushing into the house and said, “Our dad said you were his Godmother. Does that make you our Fairy Godmother? I said “No, that makes me your Fairly Godmother!” They are both smart and adorable. Their dad had given the youngest his backwards ducktail. I love it. Their Grandma, their dad’s mother, was my little sister in the sorority in college and has been my lifelong friend ever since. We were roomies in college and during the summers in apartments, we toured Germany and France together, they lived with me when their house blew away in a tornado and I see her twice a year–once when I go to visit her and my sister in Sheridan and again when she comes to Mexico–usually at Christmas. I would have put a photo of her face, but she won’t let me take photos of her. It would have to be a photo of her palm held between her and the lens.
yes – this is so very much appreciative and respect – great post!
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In the meantime, they are launching a thousand smiles 🙂
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I know. Every time I see these faces, it makes me happy.
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Great photos, Judy. I went back for a 2nd and 3rd look…priceless expressions.
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Those two little blond boys and the man next to them.. and another photo of him later, are my godson and his two sons. When I met the boys for the first time a year ago, they came rushing into the house and said, “Our dad said you were his Godmother. Does that make you our Fairy Godmother? I said “No, that makes me your Fairly Godmother!” They are both smart and adorable. Their dad had given the youngest his backwards ducktail. I love it. Their Grandma, their dad’s mother, was my little sister in the sorority in college and has been my lifelong friend ever since. We were roomies in college and during the summers in apartments, we toured Germany and France together, they lived with me when their house blew away in a tornado and I see her twice a year–once when I go to visit her and my sister in Sheridan and again when she comes to Mexico–usually at Christmas. I would have put a photo of her face, but she won’t let me take photos of her. It would have to be a photo of her palm held between her and the lens.
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A nice collage of smiles!
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Wonderful collection of portraits! I love faces too!
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Thanks, md
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