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I did my best to ensure that my children did not show up looking like total scrubs for Picture Day. My own First Grade picture was god awful. Like I was a hippie child booted from the commune after refusing food and sunlight for months. Truthfully, I think I had been out sick and no one got the notice that it was sparkle and shine time. Sigh. Other than convince Beck that a button up short sleeve shirt should not be worn with ONLY the top button buttoned, and persuading Max to NOT wear a long sleeve T under a short sleeve button up, we were good to go. They even had me put product in their hair. So handsome.

 

Overheard: Beck & Max


To help me savor the choice conversations and comments from the boys, I'm inspired to write them down, and keep a jarful of such moments. Brooke, over at inchmark.squarespace.com shared this lovely idea. She always has great photography and is such a beautiful designer. Enjoy!

Beck: Aren't you watching the show of Me?
Beck: The Director told me to be right here for the show.

Beck: This one is a detonator.
Max: What's a detonator?
Beck: It's like a grown up bomb.

Beck: We're having a grand opening.
Max: What's a grand opening?
Back: It's for my birthday.