




If you ever want the grandparents to know how your kids really act, take them with you to have portraits made. Five minutes in and I'm sweating. My poor m-i-l. She was a trooper. I won't bore you with the details, but I need a vacation. I was impressed with how nice the people at the place were, considering my children were rampaging through their studio. If I ever get the courage, I'd go back. The nice thing is we got a cd with all 83 pictures on it. The ones above are just a few. The big kids were there, too.
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