One of them asks me to take his picture and, without even deliberately posing, does this.
The other one turned down the polo shirt I'd laid out for church in favor of his favorite suspenders, a tie, and a hat, because he likes to look sharp.
One ignores me and goes on a long, noisy journey.
The other poses on top of the broken-down car, because he knows that's the best place for a formal portrait.
They are a delight, both in their own ways. I always admire how dashing Zeke is on Sundays~ he's got good taste!
ReplyDeleteI did have to talk him down from pairing a checkered vest with that striped tie, though, so he still has some fashion sense to grow.
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