|Certainly this must be fake. It's too perfect.|
But, again, I digress from my original topic of holiday pictures. When the Girl and the Boy were little, I attempted to take their pictures for our holiday cards. This generally went like this:
|The poor Boy is sending you a telepathic message: "Save me."|
|What says "Holidays" like a sister dragging her infant brother across the floor as he spits up?|
Note the ugly humidifier and pile of toys in the background.
|Here they're both over it to the point that teeth brushing seems more appealing than posing. |
The Boy is thinking,"Damn it! Why don't I have teeth?"
|This is the picture I used that year. The best I can say about it is that no one is crying. |
By the way, if you're thinking, "Oh, so sweet, she's holding his hand," she's not.
She's just messing with him.
Over the years, she's taken great pictures of the kids and it's wild to see how much they've changed in just four years.
To eight years:
|Shhhh, he actually looks kind of the same.|
From nine months:
To four years:
Just so you have a point of comparison, here are a couple of pictures I took of the kids all dressed, while we were waiting for Marti to arrive for our photo session:
Not quite as polished! We are very honored that Marti decided to feature half-a-decade (aka five years) of pictures of our family in her blog. I feel sure that this is my fifteen minutes of fame, so I'm taking advantage of it by feuding with Lady Gaga and setting a fire in our neighbor's driveway. Check out Marti's website and see if you can spot the kids in the homepage slide show.