Friday Photos

Don't ask me why we even attempted this shot; I definitely should have known better with just my three, let alone adding in another one-year old. Still, here they are...

Shayne: Don't mind me and my imaginary bongos.
Gracie: If he knocks his basket over, I wonder if that means his eggs are fair game.
Aubrey: Why are all of the adults jumping around and making those crazy noises?
Bryant: Who's the genius who put my basket right here? Where's my foot supposed to go?

Shayne: Ah...Ahhh...Choo!
Gracie: Maybe pretending to be prim and proper will score me some more eggs.
Aubrey: Seriously. Do they know they are making fools of themselves jumping around like that?
Bryant: Foot in basket. Oh well, might as well make myself at home with it.

Shayne: Too...much...smiling. Can't...move...mouth.
Gracie: Maybe goofy faces will get me more eggs?
Aubrey: Continuing the crazy antics at a lower line of vision isn't going to make a difference. I promise.
Bryant: I wonder how long it will take them to grab me if I break for it.

Shayne: Ahhhh, finally! Mouth has regained movement!
Gracie: Please, Dear Lord, bless me with more eggs.
Aubrey: Seriously, people, get a grip. There is no way we are all going to look at you at the same time.
Bryant: Alright, I'm out.

 

Shayne: Later B!
Gracie: Please let that be the end of it. Oh, and can I have some more eggs?
Aubrey: I know I have poor eyesight and all, but wasn't there just a kid sitting here?
Bryant: So long, suckers!