The Cowboy and the wedding

I showed the boys this picture and asked if they recognized who it is. “Me?” Eban guessed. Nope. “Me?” Madee asked. Nope. “Mom?” they asked. Nope. It’s me, I told them. This is a favorite picture among my family. I was a very serious child. I worked hard and I played hard. I was in the midst of some combination of the two here.
I found this picture of the boys from a few years ago at Tarp and Amy’s wedding. I love the picture, but also I think it’s a good one to match up my face with Eban’s. It’s pretty remarkable. It also really looks like Lisa’s baby pictures. Yes, we all look the same.

This picture is also from Tarp and Amy’s wedding at Horning’s Hideout outside of Hillsboro. The location, the ceremony, the entire environment was incredibly beautiful. This is definitely a favorite photograph of mine. *I should note that’s Justin’s belt hanging down between his legs. This picture is totally clean, except for the kid’s ass.* This was at midnight just before we drove back into town. The boys managed to stay up for the whole evening–maybe with the help of the chocolate ice cream they devoured–and looked pretty wasted by the end of the night. They had a hundred mile stare before they finally got in the car and immediately fell asleep.