The last time I saw Annie and Tim's boys, Wallace, left, and Toby, they were mere babes in arms. They are so so cool: polite and feisty and fun. I hit the ground running after something like 27 hours of air travel and transfers, and soon as we arrived, before breakfast, the three of us played endless Marco Polo in the most perfect pool. Wallace, being 8, bent the rules in his favour every now and then because, in his words 'I've got the eight advantage.'
Just shot these today at the gorgeous house they're renting in the Dominican Republic. Annie wanted them to learn Spanish, they wanted to play baseball like their dad (who was in the minor leagues), and besides Cuba - which, as they say in the states, you can't get to from there, the DR is known for their good baseball.
Shot these earlier, before Annie took them to baseball practice with local kids. Do they not kill you with their adorableness? We're sipping cafe con leche @ the internet cafe in Cabrera, I've already uploaded a ton of shots, and I am having way too much fun. As Annie said, it's like everything happens here, and nothing, and it's just all so beautiful.