When I started this blog, my youngest was five years old and my oldest was almost seven. I always called the youngest the Wee One because he was a tiny little human until recently. He is now taller than me and almost as tall as his dad. My oldest who used to be known as the Imaginative One is now 17 and is the tallest grandkid, something he is proud about.
These photos were taken on Christmas Eve between the rainstorms of that day. Very rarely (ok never) do we dress alike, so these are rare photos.
Stay kind!
Believe in the Magic Traci Diary 
Love these photos!
They’re so grown!