I told the boys yesterday morning over breakfast that we would be going to get some family pictures done that day. I told the boys I had laid out some clothes for them on the couch and asked them to get dressed and put their jammies in the hamper in their room.
As I was putting the cereal bowls into the dishwasher, Tristan came into the kitchen saying he had picked out his own clothes for the portraits.
That’s a white turtleneck under a white button-down shirt (two sizes too small) and track pants. He would have had to get a chair to get the shirt off the hanger in his closet. Oh, and the Winnie the Pooh tie I bought for him four years ago when he was the ring-bearer at JoJo and Jaimie’s wedding. Where he found that, I have no idea. Isn’t he adorable? So much for his father’s latent metrosexual side.
Much as I loved the look he put together, I had to insist that he change before we left. He seemed mollified by the idea that I wanted to capture them in their “everyday” clothes.
The portrait sitting went reasonably well, I think. I’ll get the results later today and share them later.
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That look does have a certain flair.
Oh that’s a brilliant look.
so handsome and grown-up!
I’d say that is strong evidence of the metrosexual gene. He *wanted* to pick out a nice outfit with a button down and a tie. He just needs a little time to absorb the basic rules.
The pose is adorable. My husband has a similar shot (with his first bike, I think) so I am a sucker for the casually draped arm.
It’s working for him!
He definitely has a style all his own.
I definitely would have let him go with it. You shouldn’t stifle creativity.
I L O V E that picture. He looks so very proud of himself. Defo a picture to bring out on his wedding day.
He is gorgeous and he does look so proud of himself.
Love the photo and the outfit! Can’t wait to see the portrait!
Aww. You are such a good mother to find a polite way to tell him lol. Tact was never my strong suite, and it is so important when you’re in charge of raising little egos.
Good show.
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