This afternoon Marc and I *attempted* to take photos of Nate and Anna for our Christmas card. It is so difficult to get a good photo of both of them! I swear we took 250 photos and maybe 3 turned out decently. If Nate was smiling, then Anna was crying. If Anna was smiling, then she has a big blob of drool on her chin. And Nate kept giving us a cheezy smile. I walked away from the whole situation feeling very frustruated. We will try again in the morning. Marc says.... oh goody, can we? In other news, despite getting our hopes up for snow, the storm has turned out to be a big fat nothing. We may get ice pellets, but that's it. I was really hoping to be able to take Nate sledding this weekend!! In the meantime, hope you get a laugh from these pictures. In the first, Nate looks like we are interrogating him. In the other, check out the drool and the jowls on that baby! I need to stop nursing her to sleep all the time. She's around the 55th percentile for height and the 97th for weight! But I must admit that I find her rolls awfully adorable.
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Oh yes. That is the story of my career. Glad I'm not the only one!
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