So, I’m a little behind in getting these pictures done and posted, but good things come to those who wait. When I told Mo we were going to the Picture Peeps to get the pictures done, she was kind of ambivalent about it. When she saw we break out the dresses, she basically shot out of her clothes and was doing some kind of naked toddler hippy–hippy shake, chanting “My dress, my dress, my dress, my dress!” Wow. I mean, I feel that way about chocolate and most fried food, but never about some clothes. Well, maybe my wedding dress — (side note: in the months before our wedding, when the dress would just be hanging in my closet, I used to put it on and wear while I watched tv. I mean, after the wedding, am I really going to wear it again? Better break it in!). Anyway, the ham factor was high for the cameras and when it was all said and done, trying to pick one of each of them and one of them together was near impossible. Well, I’m a little biased. . .
A typical Mo pose
She is KILLING me with this one
My sweet-faced girls