312 of 365 part 5: Me and the Disabled Guy
Our youngest child (the daughter named Christine) got her own apartment this year instead of living in the dorms (she's a senior in college). Among the things she got herself was a six-photo collage frame that she asked me to fill with prints for her. So, she's got a couple shots of her and her boyfriend, her sister and her boyfriend, her brother and his girlfriend, and shots of the three of them together and a copy of my parents' wedding photo. She texted me a photo of it the other day and said: "Can you tell me what's missing in this frame?"
I replied: "The two beautiful people from whose loins you spurted forth?"
She said: "Actually, yes."
The last time I got him to be in a posed photo with me was in 2012, for my dad. Since then, I've stopped dying my hair black, so I figured it was time to update. (there is a photo from 2013, but we were at the faire and both really sweaty and he was covered in sawdust/dirt from working).
I should have saved the "outtake" shots because it took almost a dozen photos to get one decent shot!