As previously mentioned, I have these godsons. Billy, the 4-year-old, is quite amusing. He is also very dramatic, like in an Amy-Winehouse-throwing-things sort of way. Neither of these descriptions are exemplified in this school picture.
He looks a little like a serial killer or at the very least, like his mother smoked the mary jane while she was preggers. (for the record, she didn't.)
As for James Robert, please see Exhibit A:
On Santa's lap? Miserable. Free floating above Santa's head? Heavenly.
What you parents will inflict on your babies to perpetuate the lie? Of course, if I had lil' ones, I would have them dressed like Santa for this pic - like he and I had hooked up and they were his.