This is the kind of day I look forward to with trepidation. Firstly, we have a newborn and who knows how she'll behave...I half expected her to cry through the entire shoot. Secondly, my hubby looks like death warmed over in all the photos I take of him. Truly, he does. He has black circles around his eyes and they're usually half closed. Thirdly, my kiddos have the goofiest on-demand smiles. They scrunch their faces all up and just look silly. I hope for the best and expect the worst. Thankfully, this is what we ended up with!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
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You all look great! Steve doesn't look bad at all and the kid's smiles are great! The little chickadee is looking cuter every day!
Great Family Shot! My favorite part is Peanut's hand on Chickadee's head. I can't believe how fast chickadee has grown up already!
Man, our family photo was a disaster. We decided to take it at a Christmas Market and when we arrived we only had about 30 minute of daylight left and it was starting to rain. I quickly took Ian out of the stroller and bundled him up and Jack was super strapped into the backpack with like 50 buckles so we just took the picture with him in that, then I had to find a German in a group drinking mulled wine to take the picture who could speak English. My adrenaline was pumping with all the factors we needed to get a couple good photos in a very short amount of time. None of them turned out right but we're using them anyway and it's a funny memory.
Okay, I know this is trite, but at least you take your family photo, Michelle! It's so hard to get them in but in 15 years you won't care that you looked odd or your hair was goofy or the kids faces were zoned. You'll have the photo from that year!
True, true - even if Erik's not looking at the camera, just Jack's eyes are showing, it looks like someone just finished doing electric shock therapy on Ian and I look like I eat a bucket of chocolate a day with braids (like I should be wearing one of those helmets with horns that the big, fat opera lady wears). I will look back and laugh and hopefully turn to Erik and say, "Oh yeah, my fat days honey. I almost forgot I was that Mooish."
And that's why I love you! Your fantastic comments! :)
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