Fruits of Our Labors

I am using the words, 'our' very liberally, as really, I'm not included in any of the labor of this little photo shoot.  So really, I should say the fruits of Lindsey & my mom's labor, but that doesn't have quite the same ring.  No?

Anyway...Kevin.  Senior Year.  In Photos.

 Are you loving the purple shirt?  I am.  And I should mention that I tried to veto that shirt saying it was too girly, but, as always, my mom was right.  Put that purple shirt on the gray wall...it's love.  You should also know that I am probably doing something completely idiotic behind the camera right now to get Kevin to smile 'naturally.'  And you should also know that my sister probably opened up his eyes a bit in photoshop.  Really, what did we do before photoshop???  Oh yes, I know...we had ugly pictures!

Love them.  Love Kev-Dawg.  And am going to be real sad when he goes away to college & has his own life that is infinitely cooler than mine.  boo.

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