Seriously. It is my 21 year old son on November 11, 2006 on his 17th Birthday. With long hair and a hefty, hefty, chin strap. Lookin' rather Amish and outdoorsy. We did call him Caleb that fall - to tease and show our love of his new look. We still call him Caleb once on a while when his hair is getting long. What I notice is that in his younger pictures he looks older. Now at 20, he often looks 16 or 17...then he turns his head a certain way and all I can see is my Dad...complete with the posture, mannerisms and long, lean body shape...takes my breath away sometimes how he is like my Dad.
Anyhow - I'll probaby be getting all nostalgic and weepy that my baby is a big boy now: TWENTY ONE!
How dare he get so old! Stinker!
ReplyDeleteHe does look like a Caleb...nice looking boy though!!
ReplyDeleteThat's funny, my nephew here in Texas had the same look and I kept asking where he had parked his buggy. Happy birthday and wait until your oldest is 33! I was the youngest mom at Montessori and then the oldest. More wisdom, way less energy.
ReplyDeleteSuch great pictures.
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