Pre Photo Phobia

Two of our three family photos have gone as smoothly and whipped butter. Not always the case but more on that in a minute. Our first year we were married, Craig and I got family pictures taken, via Craig's family's photo. The photographer took a few pictures of us as a couple but because I dont look like barbie, he literally took just one photo of each pose and didn't want to work with us at all. It was actually a horrible experience for me but he did leave me with one nice thing. At the time I was four months pregnant with Vash and not showing at all. Every one kept talking about the baby and wanting us to try and look pregnant so we could do the heart on the belly pose. The photographer finally was told that I was actually almost half way through my pregnancy even if I didn't look it. So he turns to me and says, "Awesome. May you never have more than a tiny basketball bump." And I have to say, it's been true thus far.
Year two, Craig and I took our seven month old Vash to get photos at JCPenney. We had these great t shirts. Craig was the Big Hunk, Vash was the Runts and I was the Dairy queen. I'm having de javu as I write this so I may have told you about this before but oh well. We forgot to get a picture showing the names on the shirt so the joke was lost on all but us. But we got some great pictures.
Last year, was when photo phobia set in. He screamed and cried and Craig had to suck the binky to get even a hint of a smile. But we got the photos. Great Christmas cards. Love JCPenney.