Taking Pictures of a Toddler Is Hard. Just Ask My Mom.

There a couple of things I can think of that I would rather do than attempt family photos again in the next few years.

A few of those things are:

1) Gouge my eyes out with a dull pencil
2) Drink the mystery milk from the sippy cup I found under the couch
3) Live on the South Pole
4) Lay over the threshold at Target at 9pm Thanksgiving night

Seriously. When did it get so hard to get a cute picture of my family? Ryan and I are decent looking in my view. EK is gorgeous. We should look awesome, right?
  My poor mom. She is a really good photographer. However, her subject has been on the wild side the last few sessions. Halloween was a blur, literally. The girl stormed through the pumpkin patch so quickly. Christmas photos, wow. We took them on our land to make things "easier". About the only thing easier about this was getting there. While she got a great shot for cards and whatnot, check out the awesome rejects.

All kinds of awesome.

EK, off to explore poison ivy and whatnot.

I actually like this one.

Free and wild!

Expert baby wranglers.

Yay, tetanus. Oh, we got a cat. EK and I rescued her after gymnastics, she was whoring around downtown.

Yes!

We are a very loving family. Even this attractive cat.

At least we had a good time.

Hmmph. End of session.

Well, Mom did get SOME adorable shots. Case in point-

Aren't they the sweetest?

2 out 3 smiles isn't bad.

We may send a picture of the dog next year if EK is still in wild mode.  Newly married couples and couples with newborn, snuggly, tinies: enjoy your super-model Christmas cards.
The crap hits the fan once the kid's feet hit the ground.