Senior pictures...or should I say picture?

Here in Oregon, kids have senior pictures taken.  This used to be a big market back in the day when there weren't too many professional photographers around.   Now everybody has a friend who has a photography business, so I know it doesn't cost what it used to, but it is still a major production.   It is not just a one-shot photo session wearing that weird black cape that everyone else wore as it was in my old high school days, but like 400 pictures with 8 outfit changes.  Whatever.  Everyone does it, so everyone does it....

Except for Abram.

He had his excellent photographer dad snap his picture a couple of weeks ago in the backyard for his yearbook picture.  I think they took 12 shots to get the right expression.  How many outfits did Abram wear?  One.  Did we buy him a new outfit?  No.  He put on his favorite Boston Red Sox shirt that is about 3 years old and headed outside with Mark.

Abram did shave the day before this picture was taken.  But it was November 2nd, and "no-shave november" had begun....  Had I been in town, I would have made him shave.  Someday he may wish he had not cared about no-shave November.  But he is still such a cute boy, scruff and all.

He looks so much like Mark.  I tell him he may look like his dad, but he is lucky he got his mom's big brain.  Mark's pretty dang smart, but I have to take some credit for this amazing kid.

Abram applied to BYU last week.  Nowhere else.  He is true blue.  Now we wait for the acceptance letter, and hopefully some scholarships.  It was fun to help him write some essays last week for the BYU application and for the scholarship application.  Hopefully someone else likes them as much as I did.