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The joy of family pictures


Why is it so hard to get a good family picture.  I would be happy if everyone just looked at the camera.  Here are our latest pics.
 






Isn't that fun.  All the crying and the whining, and that was just Kent.  

The kids and the dog took some cute pictures.  


Kent and I did okay. 
Together we were a mess.  By the way, this is the picture I ended up using to represent our family.  It seemed the most fitting.  


Someday, (sigh) someday we will have a great family picture.  


Comments

Orange said…
I think they're cute and true to life
November 16, 2008 at 8:13 PM
Terésa said…
Oh, I love the last one. It is so cute! Ugh... family picture time. We tried to do one this past summer, and I didn't like any of them. All three kids were wininng, and I gave up. ;)
November 16, 2008 at 9:59 PM
Miss M said…
HOW COULD YOU TORTURE YOUR POOR KIDS? Ha ha ha.

I don't know why, but O has a sudden allergic reaction to the camera, or fit of shyness whenever we try to do a family pic. When it is just her, she'll pose for a few seconds and then, usually before the picture is taken, start for the camera asking to see. Keep fighting the good fight M.

Eventually you'll get some good ones. Besides, if you actually had one where EVERYONE was looking at the camera it would just be weird. I mean, WHO actually has a FP with little kids and they are ALL looking at the camera?
November 17, 2008 at 10:39 AM
LIZZY said…
I like kents pedophile jacket... "] but the last one with the kids and kirby is really cute "]
November 17, 2008 at 8:05 PM
Teresa said…
Ha!!! I am so glad that my kids arent the only ones!! However, I think that all your pictures are so cute!
November 20, 2008 at 12:58 AM
Rachel said…
Candid ones are the best! So cute!
November 23, 2008 at 9:28 AM
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