When going through my simply insane amount of pictures once in a while one comes along one that simply touches my heart.
It isn't necessarily the best in technical terms. Maybe the composition isn't perfect, maybe is isn't the most crisp of photos in the bunch. But there is just something about it that pulls at my heartstrings.
Today this was the picture.
I played with it, making it black and white...while wiping away a tear at the profiles of my #2 and #4 sons together in brotherly love...
I cropped...
And even changed the orientation from vertical to horizontal...
All the while bursting with pride a these beautiful beings I had birthed and brought into the world...these lovely boys that had obviously gotten the best of my genes...
Pride goes before a fall...
Or so they say...
Because when I finished fawning over this lovely picture I scrolled down to this...
OK...so obviously he got some of his father's genes!
And although this one got my blond hair did not get his crusty nose from my side of the family...
Nope...his dad's side for sure!
Genetically, it is all a big crap shoot!
Or as Forrest would say
"Life's a box of chocolates...you never know what you're gonna get."
Happy Friday all...have a great weekend!
See ya tomorrow for Silent Saturday where you must endure my strangely random series of photos!
