We took a family photo. Ten of us. I thought I was highly successful in getting Andrew to wear a collar shirt. You don't understand. Anything on his neck is apparently asinine to him. I stared the pep talk yesterday and today, not even a squeak. Instead he channeled all that energy into squeezing his eyes shut for every single photo. EVERY single photo. Kudos to him for sticking tongue out in some of them.
Elsie was fine until she realized she wasn't in my arms. Worse when she figured the stuffed animals were for eye and face orientation only, not loving and squeezing.
At the end, we have an eclectic blend of facial expressions and a life long photo of the greats.
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