My son, John. It's hard to believe that my little boy could have grown up. He's a good one. There was a time he would pose for pictures, but now it's very hard to get a photo. Kinda like pulling teeth.
Oh how I know your pain. My son is my oldest...32. He hates me to take his photo and has for a long time. So much so that I have large framed pictures of my three daughters on the wall and he won't allow me to put his up there. But since he lives in Baltimore I think I will do that now.
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Oh how I know your pain. My son is my oldest...32. He hates me to take his photo and has for a long time. So much so that I have large framed pictures of my three daughters on the wall and he won't allow me to put his up there. But since he lives in Baltimore I think I will do that now.
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