Because BabyCakes no longer
I stupidly stupidly dressed the kids and myself waaaaaaay to early (To be honest I was a little excited about how good I felt in my new clothes, too.) and they got crazy in the anticipation of leaving the house. Rookie mistake.
So I did what any self-respecting-overly-photographic-proud-of-the-$3-toddler-dress-she-found-mom would do.
I drug them out on the porch for some "pretty" pictures.
I've talked about my photographic inadequacies in this area before.
"Pretty" pictures, I did not get.
Traditional photo ops are my kryptonite, it seems.
On second thought, I never claimed to be Supermom.