Now I can go hunting and shoot deer, but when it comes to trying to shoot a picture of my son I didn’t hit the jackpot until 137 pictures later. I thought I was going to lose my mind trying to get a Christmas card done, and nearly did until last night. We started off by going to see Santa on Saturday with hopes of getting a cute one…
I was not impressed with any of the shots I got, but was just glad that he actually sat in Santa’s lap. I was honestly shocked.
After visiting with Santa we did some more shopping, visited Gran and BoomPa, and ended our shopping spree at "Books A Million". By this time it was 7:30 which is 30 minutes passed Ford’s bedtime but we just went with it. While in "Books" Ford found a tractor book. This book was the equivalent to you and me winning a million dollars. He was squealing with delight over this book and causing a scene.
By 7:50 I was giving Trey the “evil eye” that it was time to go. Trey loved looking at all the house plans books while I dealt with the holy terror. I finally gave up and let Ford do as he pleased. Trey got to clean this mess up…
We left the store about 8:00 with a dirty diaper and my child screaming “TRACTOR BOOK.” I sure hope Santa brings Ford that tractor book because his little heart was broken for the entire 30 minute car ride home.
On Sunday morning we tried to get a cute picture for the Christmas card again. This is what I got this time… Oh…. And he scratched himself in his sleep…
Sunday night we tried to take some pictures at Puddin and Pops’s house. Again, this was not a success.
So by this point I wanted to scream and pull my hair out. On Monday afternoon I decided to give it ONE last shot…
None of these were the chosen ones, but you get the idea of what I had to work with on Monday. It was a much better day.
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I love the reindeer shirt! Reid has the exact same stocking hanging from the mantle:)
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