Lately Marie and Troy (my sister and her husband) have been sending pics and vids of their son MY NEPHEW Nathaniel, and I thought I’d pop some up.
This is how he’d have looked in the 1950s.
Here he looks like his great-grandfather. I’m not sure which one, but there’s gotta be one of them that looked like that. Heh.
Trying to look all intellectual and French with his Caillou dollie. Next he’ll order Marie to make some kind of weird-ass creamy fish stock-based soup and refuse to eat anything else. Or, perhaps, it’ll be Quebecois poutine he’ll demand…
Another great-grandfather pic. Just wait till he’s old enough for whiskey…
In the second picture, it seems like that hand is choking the baby (from the expression on his face).
I think it’s just holding him up as he coughs, but he sure looks annoyed about something. I remember an old guy who used to make that face at the private care home I worked at for a month. That was his, “I want my gin!” face. We would give him a couple of caps of the stuff, diluted in a bunch of water, but he seemed to savour it nonetheless.