To be filed in the “this was much easier last year” folder.
As if trying to a get a one-and-a-half year old to sit still, smile, and um, focus for one stinking minute isn’t hard enough, we added in two labs just for the challenge of it all. It’s called extreme parenting.
There was sweat. Muttered cursing. Bribery. Threats.
And a little giggling too. On my part I mean. I got to sit on the floor with the camera while Justin played shoot producer to a few unwilling participants. Amelia on the other hand, refuses to smile in front of the camera.
Really, you’d think the dogs would be the least cooperative. But no. They are like perfect statues. It’s the kid. The star of the show, without whom there is no shot, who insists on high maintenance.
There is a reason we don’t have a tree yet . . . and why our cards haven’t been sent also.
1 comment:
OMG I'm dying over here. Dying. Not only are your statue dogs adorably precious, that Amelia, I love her!
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