Clue: It went not so perfectly.
More than one hundred photos later and I was unbelievably frustrated and the boys both unbelievably crabby. And overheated.
Last year, burned a bit by the experience, I opted not to take a Christmas card photo at all, and instead used a cute pic of the boys taken at a family wedding.
See? Uber cuteness
This year, I was feeling up to the chore again, only I was no longer delusional about the patience thresh holds of myself and my children. On a Saturday afternoon, I put my boys in matchy sweaters and asked them to sit on the floor in front of the couch.
"This time? We're going to do SILLY PICTURES!" I told them.
They were only too happy to oblige.
I love how Will went for "jazz hands with thumbs in his nose" for this one. Very clever.
Looks like Will just delivered some shocking and unbelievable news.
(When in reality they were making fart noises and laughing hysterically.)
SMELL MY HAND! Smell it!!!
"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME MY ASS WAS SO BIG?!?"
Um. I don't even...whatever.
You just don't see enough belly button on Christmas cards these days!
I love that this is hands-down the best shot I've ever gotten of Will's face.
You know, if you can crop out or ignore the fact that he's kicking his brother in the head.
My intention with all the silly shots was to 1) get it out of their systems and B) get some real smiles out of them! In my opinion there's nothing worse than those canned kid smiles where they look half constipated.
Wouldn't you know it but I got some AMAZING shots of them in the midst of all this crazy silliness.
And nobody stressed out in the process. :)
Wouldn't you know it but I got some AMAZING shots of them in the midst of all this crazy silliness.
And nobody stressed out in the process. :)