Picture Trials

For some reason (oh, maybe because he's like every other 18-month-old male in the world) this kid REFUSES to cooperate for a really nice, 5x7-on-grandma's-wall quality picture.  WHENEVER I take him out, he decides to be in a super, extreme, not-to-be-cajoled-out-of ORNERY mood.

I brought Hazel with me as my assistant to try to get smiles, and I had a little bag of tricks, but he refused to smile and instead played with rocks and got himself all muddy.

These two are the closest to smiles we managed.  This one looks more like an evil, I'm-taking-over-the-world laugh though.

Then back to ornery.  WHOA- that is scary.

 Obviously, I still love him and think he's the cutest thing in the entire universe.

 

See the mud on his sweater.  Naughty kid.

Kisses for his horsey.

And then he'd had quite enough and wasn't afraid to voice his opinions.

And then he got to come home and have a bottle of milk to soothe his pain.

I'm not sure why, but I pretty much adore this ornery face picture.

Oh the anger.

And two seconds later, running around the house happy as can be. Where was that smile when we were out in the field???

Gallimaufry of Pictures

Brett  said that this picture made him look fat.

Hazel's weirdest reading pose yet?  Could be.

Had a rare good-hair-day.  Had to document.  Too bad I'll never be able to recreate it.

 

I don't know when this was taken, but recently we were watching some videos of us dancing and I had to take a still because Orrin looked hilarious.

I love tongue-sticking-out pictures with my babies (don't mind my weird-looking arm--my camera is really heavy, okay?).

(me and Ethne)

(me, Hazel, and Jethro)

Wyatt's become a fighter.  Small wonder, with so many older brothers fighting him all the time and older sisters kissing him all the time.

Uh-oh, going in for the bite.  Naughty!

Sk8er boy.

 

Joyful face:

Non-joyful face:

With his adorable friend Jeanne.

She's got the prettiest eyes!

Blue hair.

I put more blue in after this, unfortunately it fades out pretty fast.  And also unfortunately, the date I was planning on in the evening never happened because my date stayed at work too late.  Lame.

The end.