3 year old photos epic fail! DH is a photographer and we decided that next year we will pay to have one of his photog friends do it. She acts all pouty and doesn't even look at the camera. After lunch she was acting somewhat better. Probably got a handful of "good" photos.
Post by soexcited317 on Oct 19, 2014 19:14:13 GMT -5
We had a fun day with family over, cooked a big meal, and played outside in the cold but sunny weather. I wish the weekend didn't have to go so darn fast.
3 year old photos epic fail! DH is a photographer and we decided that next year we will pay to have one of his photog friends do it. She acts all pouty and doesn't even look at the camera. After lunch she was acting somewhat better. Probably got a handful of "good" photos.
I tried to get real photos taken exactly once. 30 minutes of Joey running, screaming and throwing all the props over the wall they used to blockade him in, I gave up. I paid $85 for the rights to 3 pictures on disk. In the only good one, you can see snot running out of his nose if you look really closely. Whatever. THat shit made it to my Christmas cards and is in frames everywhere anyway.
I had worked so hard to get 2 cute outfits with matching shoes and even a hat for one of them. First she was too cold, then she needed a kleenex. I did get her to chase some birds which was good (we were outside). She puts on a pouty face or does a fake smile and looks away from the camera. Last year we hired another photographer and got some really cute photos. I guess when it's family taking the photos she acts like a little shit.
Post by thecheshirekat on Oct 19, 2014 20:04:57 GMT -5
I took DS1 out today for a few errands while the littles were napping, and while we were browsing the socks-and-hair-items aisle at the dollar store, he said "I'm going to have to fix you. With a hammer."
Post by dizzycooks on Oct 19, 2014 20:46:12 GMT -5
I was washing dishes this afternoon and couldn't pick dd2 up when she started crying at my feet. DD1 and dh were headed out to the store and dd1 thought the baby was crying because she was leaving. She came running back and gave dd2 a kiss and said, "I be back baby, no cry. I be back." Then she headed to the door and dd2 started crying again. This went off for several minutes. It was hillarious.
H was complaining that his back hurt so DS layed him on the floor, grabbed a flashlight, and started looking up his shirt saying he was 'try to find where it hurts'.
Later, he made DH lay down on the sofa, he reached up and turned off the light, then kissed DH and said 'good night, sleep tight' and kissed him.
Uuhhh...wait...is my 2 year old a better parent then H and I?
I was tidying my room and found the monsters inc figurines from the kids' birthday cakes. I thought G might want to play with them so I set them out while he was napping. You would think I gave him 4 diamond encrusted diamondy diamonds. He walked around the house clutching them in his sweaty hands all afternoon. Which was fine until N wanted one. But she didn't want stupid randall who is the only one G could bear to share. NOOO she wanted boo. Or sully. Which caused hysterical tears. Lots of them.
Huh. Guess its not very silly. More annoying. And dramatic.
Ok, I thought of something better. So Natalie is chatty. She usually narrates her day by shouting names of people/things she sees and what she's doing. This morning she is running around the house yelling "running!" "Boot!" (Book) "seet!" (Sit, as in I'm gonna back into your lap and demand you read me this book 3 or 4 times) also she is obsessed with her belly button, which sounds like "butneek" which is hilarious.
Z is obsessed with pumpkins. She pronounces it like funkin though. & when she screams in excitement it sounds like fuckins.
So when we walked into Publix & she yells FUCKINS. I go yes, pumpkins!
Sounds like Scarlett. She loves anything sparkly, but "sparkly" sounds like "fuckery" in her toddler-speak. I've gotten some looks at Target before I learned to just say back, "Yes, it is sparkly!"
Z is obsessed with pumpkins. She pronounces it like funkin though. & when she screams in excitement it sounds like fuckins.
So when we walked into Publix & she yells FUCKINS. I go yes, pumpkins!
My fil passed away about 6-7yrs ago and at the graveside my husband's cousin's little son, yelled look at the fuck dad. He was trying to say Truck. LMAO