This one isn't from today, but I love it. They were waiting for Daddy.
And then, our very eggy Sunday.
Can you tell I'm wearing maternity tights? I mean, it isn't like I had to. Well, ok, I had to, but only because my only pair of non-maternity tights are eight years old and I got dressed and then was running around getting the children ready and the next thing I knew my tights were around my ankles. I totally made it work, you understand, but I decided the world at large wasn't quite ready for my innovative look, so maternity tights it was.
Also, do you like how I forced myself to buy the dress in pink instead of black and then just wore it with a black cardigan and black tights? I'm hopeless.
Also also, how in the heck do you take a family picture with two young children and get everybody looking in the same direction? Physically impossible, yes? Yes.