Yesterday, my favorite little man insisted on calling me because he wanted cookies. I'd had cookies at a party on Saturday, and apparently they were the best thing ever. So the K-man came over to help me "make" more cookies tonight. This consisted of a package of Tollhouse break-and-bake and handing him squares of prefab cookie dough to put on the cookie sheet. He and his mama are moving to Iowa soon, and this is likely to be the last time I see him for quite awhile. So I took a whole series of photos, which you can see here:
//www.highdesertarts.com/PhotoEssays/11-20-07 He has such a classic, timeless look to him that I thought it would be neat to emulate the look of the old photos of my aunts and uncles, who were small children in the late 1950s and early 1960s, that hang in my grandmother's house.
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