I took, like, a thousand pictures when were on vacation -- I told you, I am butternuts crazy with the camera. You've seen some of them, but here are some that didn't make the first cut, but maybe they should have? I don't know.
Not sure when the last time Shae and Joey were together -- New Year's, maybe? Last time Joey was a lot smaller, and we didn't really let Shae play with him, so this time there was a lot of sizing up that needed to be done.
I'm pretty sure she liked what she saw. Joey has my father's eyes, I think: bright blue and clear and always checking everything out. That's my sister's nose and my mother's upper lip (via my great-grandmother, Nana Shively), but when I look at that kid, I see my father's eyes. He could do worse, honestly.
But I will tell you this much: Joey is definitely the absolute spit and image of my sister, so help me God. I really don't know yet which of his parents he's going to take after, but I'll be damned if he doesn't look exactly like my sister at that age. (In a much cooler hat, because let's face it: in the 70's when we were kids, mistakes were made.)
Whereas this kid? Oh yeah, she's mine.
As if there was any doubt.