My two boys…on the front porch…in their church clothes…cutest thing ever.
They had both had a bath that morning so Maxwell’s hair is still wet and slicked down…makes him look distinguished I think! 🙂
Then they held hands and I died…and kept clicking away as fast as possible.
Framer for sure.
Then they started being silly…
Then Spencey got pouty…
and then Maxwell helped his brother down the stairs…and I died again.
I love these boys so much.
So, so much.
Can’t wait to see little sister up there with them too! Have a great weekend!