We scheduled our first family pictures for the beginning of November. Outfits were coordinated. Lofty plans of Christmas cards were dreamed up. And as usual, Evalee burst my planning bubble. She refused to sit at all for the pictures, screaming and running and pouting for nearly the entire session. I was not pleased. Luckily we managed to trick her into laugh a few times, enough for a couple decent pictures. Maybe she'll be a more agreeable 3-year-old?
These are the days where memories are made. These are the days I don't want to forget. The good days, the bad days, the mundane days -- I want them all.
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