Getting hubby to take a picture is like pulling teeth. While at the Parker Street party I asked hubby to sit on a bench and take a picture with his sons. I think the only reason that hubby agreed was because of it being father’s day. I even agreed that everyone could make funny faces or hide, kind of hubby’s specialty! You should see the very few childhood pictures I have of hubby… tongue sticking out, finger in nose or just funky hair. It is a wonder that I have any decent pictures of our children with their dad’s blood pulsating through their veins.
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