When one of my sweet clients was here last week picking up some framed prints (which conveniently allowed me to sneak in a few snuggles with this adorable guy), she mentioned that she’d searched my archives for images of Vic, to basically find nothing.
Well, you see – the only thing worse than a photographer’s KID is a photographer’s HUSBAND. Never being one for the spotlight anyway, Vic sees the camera come out and ducks and runs faster than you can say “Where did he go?!”
Well, last Saturday night after Aidan’s end-of-the-season baseball party, the dads played against the kids. Vic was pitching, and he was trapped. He could not escape my lens. Bwah HA HA!
To prove it’s really him, here he is with Ava:
And a sort-of closeup (I don’t have a long zoom…). Look – a SMILE even!
Mmmm Mm MMmmm. I’m a lucky gal.
Great dad AND he’s cute. And he got me a Spa Sydell gift certificate for Mother’s Day. Vic rocks!
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In other news, Ava had her last-day-of-preschool party yesterday. Miss Ruthie and Miss Beth were the best 2-day-2s teachers we could have asked for. And we’ll miss them, since they’re both retiring and moving on to other things.
I snapped a couple of quickies before we left the party…
Thank you for being such amazing teachers for our little sweetie girl…
by Lisa
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