Most of our attempts to dress Griffin up and take adorable pictures of him have been thwarted. Family pictures are even worse. At least one of us looks possessed or tweaked in every picture. There's something about becoming a parent that makes you act like an absolute buffoon whenever you want your kid to smile for the f'n camera. If you don't caper about like the village idiot on acid, your kid starts crying or crawling away. One moment your darling angel is smiling beatifically but by the time you get the Nikon, he looks like a demented gargoyle or has started to cry because you stopped entertaining him to find the camera.
At least I got a cute little Santa, haulin' sled across the floor. I thought it might get you in the spirit of the holidays!
Because I am the Queen of Non-Sequiturs, I'll sign off by saying that the Mexican Jumping Beans are making way too much freaking noise, although I've learned to expect such asinine behavior from larvae.
2 comments:
If only I had one-tenth of your dad's Photoshop skills -- he would have been able to morph all the best individual photos into the ultimate family glamour shot -- complete with shining eyes and glistening toofs!
I have to say the fam photo that's your new profile shot ain't bad at all!
Maddie keeps watching this over and over, smiling and clapping for Santa Griffin.
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