Usually when we take our annual Botanical Garden shots, the boys are the easy ones to get great pictures of.
Enter Botanical Garden Photo Shoot 2010. The year of Olivia, apparently.
Gabe was having an off day and was being such a shit that I understood why some animal mothers eat their young. I snagged a few decent shots before he mounted a hideous campaign against having his picture taken that resulted in him cleaning all day, not getting Sonic for lunch and not being able to go to Grandma’s house. He apologized profusely but I’m still debating whether or not to have him for dinner.
Matthew followed in typical little brother fashion by applying for the manager position in his brother’s anti-photo campaign. I managed to get a few more shots of the little one before he went into full-on “Iainthavinmypicturetakenwoman!” mode.
But Olivia? She rocked. I don’t know if it’s that I’m better at getting “the shot” or if it’s her new ADD meds or if it was just the perfect day, but I got the most amazing shots of her. Ever. I think, if I do say so myself, that they look gorgeous.
Today, she’s my favorite and I’m not ashamed to admit it. The boys are eyeing me suspiciously and avoiding me while I lick my chops.