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"Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"


Here is Captain Charisma deep in thought the other day. Henry is my first born, and as such, has rightful claim to the mantle of my favourite oldest son. Ezra - who some of you may remember from previous posts - is my favourite youngest son.

Yes, I have enough love in my heart for two favourites.

Comments

KL said…
Oh Dear!.................seems like certain someone got really scared because of certain someone's comment :-D.

I am very curios to know what sort of properties Henry has in those bags? I often see him with such plastic zipper bags in quite a few pictures. I always used to have and still have lots of properties in such bags and thus very curious to know. Currently mine those bags are holding some rocks.

He seriously looks deep in thought. Lovely :-).
Candie said…
This is a beautiful pic;i love black and white!
The Wife said…
I'm sorry I have to be so blunt, but the contents of this old zipper bag look disturbingly like sex toys. The stripy vibrator is unmistakable!

Is this abuse? I hope not. Just rampant associationism.
bARE-eYED sUN said…
good shot! very expressive.

:-)

this is why we love B&W for closeups and portrait; color often distracts from, and overwhelms the subject. ya did good!

thank you for sharing,

..
.ero
Tash said…
He is so cute! Don't forget to warn the "animals" that with freedom comes risk of losing some parts.
And also, I must say that I have 2 favorite Tasmanian lads too - and neither are cartoon characters. Oh, what a wonderful world.

A friend of mine told me a story that he & his wife were concerned that they could not love their second child since they loved the 1st so much. Then they lit 2 candles, and the 2nd burned just as brightly and they knew there was enough love for both.
Kitty said…
aw...that must be wonderful to have these chaps competing for your affections all the time.

he looks very fine!
Priyanka Khot said…
You are such a good dad! :-)
Kris McCracken said…
KL, not at all scared. I merely sought to clarify.

The bags contain various zebras, believe it or not.
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, it felt more like a black and white.
Kris McCracken said…
The Wife, no, that's a wooden skittle that looks like a zebra. We do have a number of vibrating toys for babies that could easily become a "housewives favourite".

And no, it isn't abuse.

My rule is that people can abuse me [preferably in German or Russian], just not the visitors.
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, a third would probably stretch it though. I'd have to shed someone from the house!
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, they're 24/7!
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, good to middling. I could probably tell Henry off less.
Very sweet picture, wonderful in black and white, nice text to go with it.
Kris McCracken said…
Mary, they are sweeties.

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