First, there was
this visit. Iain was wee. Check out his dimpled thighs.
Then there was
this visit. Devin brought Iain foam swords and they spent a happy day chasing each other.
And then there was 2011.
These days, Iain can take his own picture of his biggest, silliest, and definitely strongest friend.
For days after Devin left, Iain demanded "Throw me at the ceiling!!" and we had to admit that we cannot.
1 comment:
That's very sweet. Reminds me of my seven foot tall brother in law who can literally juggle his children. How are you supposed to compete with that?
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