#picturefail: Valentine's edition

Sometimes I like to pretend I'm a photographer. I mean I have a fancy camera bag, that holds an even fancier DSLR camera, that I like to whip out for special ocassions to capture some memories with my little guy.

It was purchased for me, from my then fiance with poker points from his online account.

Now if that's not true love, I'm not sure what is. I mean, this is the guy who bought me an electric toothbrush for valentine's day last year. So he has that going for him.

Oh and by "then fiance" I hope you realize I'm referencing Nick. I've never had another fiance, but reading the above makes it sound like I did. {Just you, honey, it's always been you.}

Anyway, back to the matter at hand.

I've been a bit busy lately but knew I wanted to get some pics of my little valentine and possibly send some cards out to the fam.

So, of course, the night I had free was one where little man seemed to be having a crabby tantrum about every five minutes. Sure, sounds like a great time to try and wrestle him into some good shots.

And here is the result - I didn't even take time to edit these pics, because let's just be honest, no one is going to be changing their profile pic for one of these bad boys.



"mama I just want to lay here with my heart"

fuzzy face. boo.

just what is that white stuff in his hair?

will not give in and look at me for the life of him.

oh wait, there he does. with that annoyed expression.

seriously end of the world stuff right here

"mama, yook at me, i'm in jail"

cheeeeese {looks like he's saying, "there. ya happy?"}

It is moments like these I realize I'm not a photographer and there is a reason we pay professionals to take pictures for us common folk.

 

Let's just end this on a high note. Would you just look at this little rolly polly Cruz from vday two years ago?  I just want to reach through my screen and squeeze him to pieces.

linking up with Ashley