It goes without saying that life rarely happens the way we imagine it will go. Family beach pictures are no exception.
I'm not quite sure why I had it in my head that things would go smoothly; smooth and two year old toddler are not in a symbiotic relationship. Nevertheless, we tried. And we ended up getting a thousand or so pictures like this:
By this point Drew was really happy about how things were going. Thrilled I tell you.
I thought we'd try again later on in the week with just the boys. I was desperate for a picture of all three of them. Clearly we nailed it.
Tyler refused to sit still. REFUSED.
Brayden was trying force to get Connor to smile.
nailed it.
Forget Chinese water torture. Just ask kids to sit for beach pictures. It's apparently the same thing.
We did happen to get one semi-decent family picture, of which I am thankful. And the individuals of the boys came out ADORABLE. You can bet your bottom dollar that I will be blowing these up and hanging them on our walls (somewhere... not sure where as I am finally running out of wall room!)
The only picture we captured of all 5 of us looking at the camera. Out of over 300 pictures.
(To read my recap post, click HERE)
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