So, yesterday I thought I’d try getting some soft, sweet, ‘precious’ pictures of the three little boys (you know the type- you’ve seen them on pinterest and so forth). So I got their hair done, and got stuff ready (as much as I could, although looking at the pictures now, I should have cleared all the junk off of Brett’s bedside table) and did some pep talking to Talmage. I got approximately 30 seconds of willing participation, and then I eked out maybe 1.5 more minutes of unwilling participation. Now I did know that I had two little boys and a baby, so my expectations were not too high, and I got a few pictures (4 to be precise) that were pretty cute, but Talmage was whining so much and the kids had limp arms—and couldn’t support poor Wyatt’s head the least bit, and I didn’t even try about two thirds of the ideas I had.
(Gosh I LOOOOOVE Orrin’s face. :) )
And then they were done.
And then I sat on the floor and nursed Wyatt and took these pictures.
Ethne joined in for a couple minutes too.
And just for fun, here are a couple pictures from today of my sweet baby.