He doesn't talk, is usually giant, and has a frozen, masked smile for a face.
If that isn't a mute recipe for disaster, I don't know what is.
So...this year, when I happened upon an ad for a little photography studio nearby that offers 10-minute Easter sessions with live bunnies instead of a giant, walking terror, I thought, Yup. Doin' it.
It was easy breezy, they ran right on schedule, and we purchased these three adorable pics:
We were soooo lucky to get that first shot with Chicklet, because she apparently still hates a camera flash and had a breakdown after just that one pic, ha.
But I have faith that, like Chica, she will age a bit and become so much more photo-cooperative.
And then I'm sure Little Man will take over the uncooperative reigns, ha.
But...in about three to four years, I'm sure I can look forward to bribing them all to look in the same direction and smile.
:)
Happy Weekend, peeps!
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