In case you're new here, I take a picture of each boy each year on his birthday in one of his dad's old button-down white shirts.
I'm a little ticked about this year's photo shoot. I picked the boys up from their dad (who is evidently passing his fashion sense down to his sons) and didn't realize Josiah was wearing patched jeans until we were at our locale. So now he looks like a little ragamuffin in all these photos. I did try to retouch a couple of them - not very successfully, I feel. Oh well. He's ten. The pictures are done. And here are a smattering of the many I took...
This is the one (below) I chose to enlarge and frame for the living room. I'm not crazy about how stiff he looks in it, but I do like that you can see how big the shirt is on him. I've realized that from now on, he needs to be standing, or it's hard to tell how he's growing into the shirt.
Here is a collage of his pics, ages one through ten. That decade sure flew by.