Ahh, boys. Trying to get a good picture of my guys is like trying to give a cat a bath…it just never seems to work out quite how you want it to. Even when there is bribery involved:
And yes, I am aware that my child looks like he was attacked by a demonic weed-whacker. Haircuts are not at the top of my list right now, ok?
I can never get all three of these clowns to be still at quite the same time.
Or to be simultaneously cooperative:
(or wearing clean, matching, unwrinkled clothes, but that’s beside the point)
I love ’em anyway.