Like Father, like son, like Brownie

The boys finally got a picture in their matching Father's Day shirts.  Though none of these guys loves posing for pictures - Cas limits my number and Collin is being bribed here with dried mangoes - I'm pretty sure they all like the result -

I dressed Maya and me in yellow too, though mine was much more golden and clashing than I realized when I pulled it off the hangar. Still, three smiles on a glorious fall day is not bad -

Happy girl and proud grandpa.  We all prefer Collin's more interactive stage of life, but my dad is just smitten by our little beauty -

Collin and Brownie love tumbling and wrestling, catching lizards and frogs, going exploring and reading books together -

And a few more posed pics in our front yard, the coordinated yellow crew -

Taking this many pictures makes us crazy -

I invited myself into the shot -

Father and son, or Cas and his mini-me

Brother and sister - I'm curious if they'll resemble each other as they grow up.  Right now, the main similarity I see is their baldness as babies, since Collin didn't have much hair until he was 2 1/2 years old -