Always taking pictures of everything....

I got snap-happy with the camera yesterday afternoon. And last night. And, well, I get snap-happy a lot. Chad just shakes his head at me when I take about 37 different shots of "the same" picture. I always argue it's not the same - I'm just waiting to capture that perfect moment. And I go through quite a bit of bad pictures to get one purely good picture of the girls.

Sometimes it's luck. Sometime I actually remember something I've learned from Amber, or from my camera manual.
But it's mostly luck.


Carys sat still for a few moments, which is rare.
Cailyn was such compliant little model yesterday - but I must paint the picture for you first. We're all sitting on the couch, and Cailyn shoves her fingers down her throat (why? Dunno - she does it quite frequently!) and pukes. Everywhere. So, she got nekked. And she got scrubbed down (and so did the carpet...)
She is my always-semi-nekked child - she strips every chance she gets. It makes for some cute pictures when she's in the mood...but makes me crazy when she has misplaced a shirt. Or sock. Or dirty diaper. Especially when I can't find it....

This makes me laugh out loud. She is so skinny - but she clearly just ate. Look at that tummy poking out! I bet it was the Cheeto feast....
She was so angry when I tried to put clothes on her after this. It seems like I'm always battling with her to get dressed.