I don't get the camera out enough. Too often I find myself thinking, "I'll get this disaster of a room cleaned up, then I'll take a picture...I'll photograph the kids after they've had their baths and have shed that 'homeless child' look...I can't be in a photo now; I don't have makeup on." But that's life. Embrace it Megan; embrace it.
So, here's to embracing crusty, watery eyes (I've birthed yet another allergy-sufferer!)
And sticky, matted little areas of Baby Lincoln's hair, where loving older brother has bestowed sticky kisses.
And...okay, this one's actually perfect.