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Someone approached Henry in the supermarket this morning and asked, "is it a boy or girl?" Yes, this is a fellow who makes Steve McQueen look like Anne of Green Gables, Rambo look like Mary Poppins and (in an Olympic theme) Crocodile Dundee look like Ian Thorpe (too cruel?)

All I can say is that if you are confusing Henry's sex at twenty-one months, God help you with all but little pink bundles covered in glitter complete with angel's wings attached!

Today's photo features the two comrades sharing a joke and a manly hug. They are getting on like a house on fire, but Ezra appears to be picking up some of the distinctly Henry traits that we've come to know and love tolerate: an enormous appetite; the will power of a willful donkey; and the volume of a 747 jet upon take-off.

It's a good thing that they are so lovely!

Comments

Sue said…
My new wallpaper pic....
Unknown said…
So cute! Very nice shot, indeed!
Greetings
Anonymous said…
Priceless.
 gmirage said…
Very lovable shot!

Yah, maybe people have color-blindness. I always had my son wear blue clothes and they ask if he is a girl...and the hair would also say a kid's gender most of the time!
freefalling said…
Funny.
Sadly, there ARE little girls who look like front row forwards ( i think that's a rugby reference not an aussie rules one) - so it's always good to check!
Anonymous said…
Fantastic picture - I'd frame that one..

Everyone thinks Evie is a boy because of her hair 'issues' ;)

Hence she is nearly always in pink because she gets upset when people call her a boy.... Poor moppet
Neva said…
awwww this is such a cute photo....and it's a darn good thing they are so cute otherwise we would try and send them back....lovely.

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