Outtakes

So, you got yourself a spiffy camera and now you fancy yourself to be a real pro-fess-i-o-nal photographer, eh? That's great!  Let's take some family portraits, shall we?

Get everybody together now...that's right...squeeze together now, we don't know if this 50mm is going to be wide enough:

Okay, that's nice.  Let's try a different pose.  Maybe you could kick off your shoes real casual-like and stand on that window ledge over there.  Now give Husband the remote since you'll be holding the baby this time:

Alright Husband, remember to count to three before you hit the button, okay?
Maybe you better just go inside and make lunch.


Okay, lets take some pictures of just the kids now!  Everybody just stand by that brick wall there and look cute!  Ready...and...CHEESE!

Well, maybe I could have been a little more clear with those directions.  Baby, sit.  Hannah, sit behind Baby and prevent her from eating grass.  Sam, sit beside Baby and smile.  Josh sit still...come back here....sit...SIT!

That's looking okay.
Baby, DO NOT EAT THE GRASS.
Josh, good job sitting.
now smile.
please.

We are not improving here.
Hannah, you have got to be kidding me.
Good job Sam!
Baby, why do you look so confused?  I am over here.
Josh: SMILE.  NOW.

Aaaaaugh!

go inside.

Lunch is ready.

But leave Baby.  There's now way you can ever go wrong with baby pictures.  Even if you are a complete camera illiterate, a baby will make any picture cute and adorable and wonderful and....

*drops camera*

Ah, better keep your day job.

I did NOT

Today I did not wash the dishes...

Nor did I fold the ever-growing pile of clean clothes...

I did not even finish laying rocks in the front flowerbed.

*sigh*

I did, however, play king of the mountain with Josh...

and giggle with Lu.

I even read a good book and talked with a friend.

*happy sigh*

I wasn't very useful, but like to think today was a good day, anyway.

Oh Yeah! I have a Blog!

Three months, people.  THREE MONTHS and no blogging.  This is what happens when you get an iPhone and realize you can check facebook while driving changing a diaper going potty rocking the baby to sleep.

What happened?  Where have we been? What have we been doing?

Well.  Let me 'splain.
(pause)
No, there is too much. Let me sum-up.

I cuddle the babies.  This is what I do when they are happy.  Also it is what I do when they are sad.  And when they want to play.  And when they want to watch TV.  And when they are sleepy.  And when they just woke up.  It makes me a happy little momma.

And it is much better than getting up and finding this:

This is the day I wanted to kill my boys, but didn't.  I am very proud of myself for letting them live.

Josh is learning how to play the uke.  So cute it makes me wanna pUKE!!! HAHAHAHA!!!

 But seriously now.  I have a concern.  You see, this is baby Hannah:

She had just had her first haircut, she just learned to sit up, and she still only has two teeth.

This is Hannah now:

OH MY CHILD WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!?!?!

So if  this is Lucy now,

then....the future.....

AUUGHGUUUUGH!!!!!!  LUCY NEVER EVER EVER NEVER GROW UP!!!!!

Aaaaand a partridge in a pear tree...sorta...

*sigh*  Christmas.  What  lovely tree.  Decorated with love and kid-crafted ornaments.

Wait.

What...is...that...?

Oh good grief.

Merry Christmas from the Moores!

Two months old, three months sassy.

Okay Mom, we need to talk.  I realize you're busy.  I realize that you have three older, louder, (more obnoxious) kids to take care of.  But just give me a minute.

Do I have your attention?

Because I'm over three months old and you still haven't blogged about how cute I was at two months.

I seriously can't even look at you.

What?!  You think props is going to make this better?  Do I look like I'm enjoying this?

I feel so alone.

That's it.  I'm packing up my Ukulele and gonna make it on my own.  Hittin' the streets.  Traveling musician.  Watch me go.

Just as soon as I figure out how to use these feet...

Everybody Yawns.

Just chilling.  Just sitting here, thinking about stuff, looking at my daddy, totally happy.

*YAWN*

AAAAAAAAugh!  NOT THE YAWN!!!!!

*wimper* why does everything hate me?

Over the shoulder...

There is nothing more adorable than a squished-up baby face peering over daddy's shoulder.  I don't know why that is so cute.  but it is.

Maybe we'll go to the park again, soon.

Trampoline Fun...With SCIENCE!!

I have big, thick hair.  (I have also been told by my father that I have a big, thick head, but that's beside the point).  So my hair doesn't really react to static electricity.  Not like this:

So. Awesome.

He must have his daddy's hair.
er, y'know, from back when his daddy had hair.

Mom: fail

This is how it happens:

I'm sitting in the rocking chair feeding Lucy.

It's quiet.

Too quiet.

Josh runs out of Hannah's room and shrieks "COLORS!!!!!"

Thank you crayola, for inventing washable markers...

Darth Lulu

A long time ago in a galaxy far, 

far away...

A few nights ago at

my place...

Little Lu started crying at 9pm.  And continued to fuss until midnight.

This evil behavior has given her a new nickname:

Darth Lulu.

That lightsaber may be bigger than she is, but don't let appearances deceive you- She's got some crazy Yoda moves.

"Noooooooooooooooooo!!"

Lulu and her apprentice, Darth Tater.

This is not the spud you're looking for.

The End.

Lulu 2 weeks

Lucy.

I am in love.

sigh.

My amazing, talented, wonderful friend Karen came over last week and took some pictures of Lucy.  And the sweet thing is, she made it sound like I was doing her a favor, because "she doesn't get many opportunities to photograph newborns" when really, really she was totally just being super nice.  so.... *singing* thank you Karen!!!

The many faces of Lulu

the "gerber baby" face

the "sleepy baby" face

the "ORLY?" face

the "meh." face

the "Are you kidding me why is he holding me I am so scared I just pooed my pants!" face