Is it just "the teenage years" that some of my kids (particularly one) have decided they no longer like me taking pictures of them? And on the off chance I get the green light I rarely get smiles.
Is it because they were born and raised in a city that thinks too highly of themselves? Funny thing is their playing it cool attitude only captures more of their awkwardness, hormonal changes, and the quirky parts in between. And I'm here for it...
Truman toured a construction site at engineering camp.
Under that goofiness is a silver fox 😍.
You can't tell when his hair is damp.
We celebrated his 17th birthday in July.
Uncle Jerome gifted Truman a car! Although, he doesn't have his license, so he can't go very far.
Pool floaties all summer long.
81 years and my dad is still going strong.
Rays for days.
Golden sunnies.
Good vibes.
YOU ARE LOVED.
Turns out Grimace is too.
We climbed to new heights.
Got dosed with vitamin D.
Endless matinee munchies.
Oreo dunk.
Dynamic duo.
Zero-proofing so I don't get drunk.
Magic lit up the sky.
I love Truman in a bow tie.
Summer reading.
Salt to top things off.
Exploded Taylor Swift confetti hearts.
Never too old to wear concert merch.
Friendship bracelets were just the start.
Who made a barrier reef come alive.
She prepares dragon fruit boats for a warm weather treat.
My happy face when it's All You Can Eat.
I cleaned out the fridge and baked something delicious.
Jen took me to my first moqueca Brazilian experience.
Last unofficial Sunday brunch of summer.
Back to school forced night owls into early birds.
This sixth grader became a seventh grader.
Portia still suffers from post-concert depression due to Taylor Swift.
The Eras Tour came to L.A.
Portia made all our bracelets. She temp tattooed our hands. And glitter bombed our bodies.
Her and her fangirl bestie had the best night of their lives.
Many Swiftie fanboys were in attendance too...shhh.
It was a Cruel Summer night to remember. Look! They're smiling!
