Royce the Rock n' Roll Pre-schooler. His shirt has guitars on it. Daddy's in a band. Peace, love, and indie rock!
Mom Cherise in her souvenir flats from Grandma's trip to Paris. Très jolie. Je l'aime beaucoup!
I should have taken a pic of dad Reylan who pointed out his cardigan while I was typing yesterday's post. I don't think he knew my post was about cardigans. I should have capitalized on my first opportunity to feature a modern male. Well, I guess Royce and my boys count. He'll have to send in a pic for my missed ops hybrid segment.
This pic doesn't show the details of our Aunt Jennie's dress but I had to keep it because it shows that we're truly related. She had initially posed pretending to eat the spaghetti from the ladel. I usually pose while taking a bite. I dunno why. Not only do we have the same name (well, mine's a nickname spelled differently), but we have the same goofy humor. Great minds think alike. Then again, so do ours.
Tomorrow: A Shout Out to My Cousins