WE INTERRUPT THE HALLOWEEEN POSTING BECAUSE I'M TEARING MY HAIR OUT HERE.
SO here's something Halloween that is completely unrelated to the subject of this post:
She's a Tribble. And she's holding my phaser.
And if you don't know what that means, you need to go watch Star Trek. Now.
BACK TO MY PENDING RANT:
We recently took our annual family picture. We do this every year in the fall, and about the same time I do portraits for my wonderful friends & family so they can send me a Christmas card. My goal is to have every Christmas card I receive enclose a photo that I took. So I been kinda busy. Taking pitchers of everyone I know and their wonderful kids.
When it came time to do my own kids, something completely different happened. My kids don't like it when I take their pitchers. It took me 90 minutes to do my family, and less than thirty to do the family I scheduled for right after our portrait. And the other family had more kids than we do. I have evil childern.
I'd like to share some examples with you -- we'll start of a couple normal kids as control:
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Normal Child |
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Normal Child |
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Unfortunately, my child. |
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Normal Child |
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MY child, who is apparently Queen of the Rock |
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Normal Child |
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My child, again. |
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Normal Child |
1 comment:
Okay, so while you have some quirky, super fun pics of your kids doing weird things and making faces, you have some seriously amazing ones of them too. You should start an album of tongue photos though. My nieces and nephews LOVE to show them for some bizarro reason.
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