Modelo Pelirrojo

This is the beginning of Ry's photo shoot around the city. He had the perfect shirt on for it and then found the perfect flowers to match. In fact, he insisted on jumping down over the rail to go pick them and then had to muscle his way back up. I attempted to just get the red in this picture, but accidently picked up just peach instead, and it turned out better than I could have planned. If that's not a red beard, I don't know what is.

And we made the red work. I'm not really sure how he's standing so comfortably on the other side, I'm pretty sure there's just a tiny ledge. I'll have to go back and check. He's the one that put the flowers in his mouth, but then complained for the next hour about how bad they tasted, and then wouldn't take any gum to fix it. Boys. We even saved the flowers for a while and left them on a bench somewhere for someone to find them.

Photo shoot stop number three. The red windows of MUSAC kind of show up in this picture. This is the big modern art museum with the crazy colored windows which I've posted about before. Ryan is looking like a little kid, and then there's a hardcore little kid with an awesome red bike trolling around in the background.

This day Ryan brought Diego some of his "hair putty" so that they could be twins. In case you can't tell by Diego's face...he was beyond happy, and will surely be missing his new friend. It was adorable to watch them attempt to play together and they did impressively well. I'll have to quiz Diego on his question words and see how much he remembers. Then I'll let Ry know if he gets his paycheck for the week. In fact this week Diego asked "Where is the Ryan?" At least his question word was right...

This day I told Ryan that although his Party Hard shirt didn't quite match his plaid shorts, I loved it. It makes him pretty easy to spot in all the photos as well. Here we are in a beautiful plaza in the middle of the old town, though I've only found it a couple times now. The perfect place to stop for a drink and some shade since the weather was so hot. After he left, I went back with my friends to sit on the patio and have a drink. Our waiter was a very red redhead. I will be returning.

So I guess I asked for it. But. I told Ryan I had almost gone up to a different boy in the airport thinking it was him based on his hair, t-shirt, and broad shoulders. I did't realize I was giving the boy a compliment, and from then on he couldn't stop with his shoulders. Once there was a car coming down the street and he even turned sideways "so his shoulders wouldn't get in the way". This may be the only picture that shows off just how broad his shoulders are. He can hardly fit in the doorway.

Proof of how happy gelato can make me. I even let him take a picture of me.

Thursday nights should be like this more often. Enough said.