Grown children are so elusive.
You can't force them in front of the camera any more.
You have to wait for an opportune moment.
I got a nice picture of Frank at his last piano recital.
And I begged for one of him in his beret
to send to his Grandma (a print is in the mail!).
Why a beret, you ask?
He needs to cover his hair for work
and it's so much more Frank than a hairnet or a beanie.
Thanks for the picture, Frank!
4 comments:
Yes, Emma puts her hand up in front of her face every time I try to get a photo. I have to make sneak attacks.
I love Frank's t-shirt, and the beret look :-)
I like the 'beret with melting rubik's cube t-shirt' look!
And yes, it can be hard to even locate the adult children, much less have them pose for a photo.
Cassi, my youngest does the same thing. She says I take too many photos, which I only do so that I can get at least one of her without a scowl or a hand in front of her face.
The beret suits him!
What a handsome young man you have there! He's definitely rockin' the beret.
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