When I was pregnant, I used to joke that I wanted a sweet little English boy, accent and all. He'd wear jaunty caps and pantaloons, and he'd say things like "Mama, shall we to the market today? We could have a sit down, with a spot of tea".
On Easter Sunday this year, I came as close to that dream as I ever will, I'm afraid.
This outfit was a gift from friends of the family who bought it on their travels through Italy. The sweater is cashmere! It's the only outfit he owns that is hand wash only.
Warren brought 'the good camera', so we got some great photos from the Greek Easter Feast at Dad's. This outfit will now live forever in our memories!
Rhys & Grampa, wearing their Jaunty Caps:
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Rhys with Crazy Uncle Adam:
With Uncle James & Aunt Kayley:
With Grandma Pamela:
With his Great Grandparents, on Pamela's side:
Lastly, a family portrait:
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