Just got a Christmas card from a friend. He included the latest pictures of his two sons. One is a happy-go-lucky and thoroughly lovable pre-hormonal cutie. The other is the disaffected, long haired, glaring and thoroughly sexy Bad Boy. Sigh - at fourteen I would have found him irrestible! Actually having a tough time right now.
Tristan and Michael have grown up. And here comes adolescence. HA HA Better you than me!
Spaw, they are beautiful!
Love,
SINS