How can it be? My boys are in 8th and 10th grade now. They both allowed me to take their photos in the morning. In the afternoon, it was touch and go with the Youngest.
Before I left the house, I got a few photos of the Youngest. I was lucky he was willing to go outside with me. This was taken at almost 7 am.
After yelling at the Oldest to get moving because car drop off was going to be busy because it was the first day of school, I was able to get a photo of him in front of our tree. I took a few other photos in the car during drop off.
A tradition is to take photos on the first day or close to the first day of school in front of our tree in our yard. I do a photo session. Some years, the photos are great. Other years, well they are quite interesting. This year was a combination.
For some reason, Youngest decided we needed to include Dobby, our 15-year-old dog, in the photos. As you can see, Dobby was not impressed.
Next one to get his photos was Oldest.
Then I asked the boys to take photos together. They decided to be silly about the whole experience.
Next the red nose and Davy Crockett hat came out and the silly photos were taken.
Finally I asked the Youngest to take photos without Dobby. This is what I got.
I guess the photo session was done at that point. There wasn’t going to be anymore cooperating with me.
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