A better picture of our house band, which resides atop a stack of antique
encyclopedias. (Is that the plural of encyclopedia? Or is a volume
singular? Like data? Or am I overthinking this? That would be
shocking....)
A better picture of our house band, which resides atop a stack of antique
encyclopedias. (Is that the plural of encyclopedia? Or is a volume
singular? Like data? Or am I overthinking this? That would be
shocking....)
Allie wanted her picture taken in front of the Eiffel Tower. I tried
explaining to her that it wasn't the Eiffel Tour, but she said "Well, just
talk in French and pretend then!"
Mais, bien sur madamoiselle.
Okay, I'll get my requisite flower and nature shots out of the way in one
shot because I know it can get boring pretty quickly....
1 = Standard flower picture
2 = Standard water picture
3 = Find the bluejay in the tree!
4 = Meet Quincey! The squirrel whose palate we perverted in the name of
Pepperidge Farm Goldfish. One day he'll thank us.
I was trying to get Avery to take a break from the cheesy smiles and told her absolutely no smiling. She's got that down to a science.
And of course, Allie wanted to get in on the action too. Allie as a groundhog, or whack-a-mole, or prairie dog or whatever.
Who says we watch entirely too many modeling shows? I like to call this one "So You Think You Can Want to Make Me America's Next Smartest Supermodel". Allie's trying to smile with her eyes. Avery's trying to pretend she doesn't care.
Eventually, they revert to their sunny, cheery, punk rock selves....
More jumping/falling fun.
Who? Us? Creepy? Never!!