Our friend Trevor is playing baseball this year, and he stopped by on Opening Day to show us his special uniform. He looked pretty snazzy, and I, of course, was quick to break out the camera. I got this awesome, totally classic shot. Where do I even begin? Of course I love Trevor in his adorable uniform, crisp white pants, glove and cleats ready, proud smile on his face. Then there's Lizzy, front and center, trying to pretend she doesn't want her picture taken, but we all really know the truth. But it might be Peter who takes the cake here. Let's discuss his pit-crew "uniform" which Grandma gave him for Christmas. It's become a near daily staple in his wardrobe, and it cracks me up every time I see him in it. Tight pants.......mock turtleneck......stripe down the side........it's just.......perfect. But my very favorite part of this picture is Peter's hero-worship smile he's beaming at Lizzy. It totally captures my sweet boy, his bright smile, and how much he loves his big sister.
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