Check out the pure misery written on that kid's face, right? I got home, flipped through our photos and cried until I couldn't help but laugh. Because they were awesome in a totally awful way. This year, the outtakes outnumbered the even remotely decent photos. After some initial panic (and by the skin of our teeth), our holiday card was still created and I could go back to finding humor in these outtakes. Because, my friends, they're ridiculously bad.
We'll kick things off with a "dad, get a picture of us from the waist-down swinging Ethan."
It, my friends, was all downhill from there.
I was initially begged to put that last one on our holiday cards as a joke and I came thisclose. It's too much of a gem to just forget about, though. Erin Condren 2014 planner photo, anyone?
So how about my parents photos for their card? They were better, but not by much.
All we can do is hope for better for next year. Or lower our expectations. Or, novel concept, hire a professional photographer.