Every year on my daughter’s birthday (at least for the three she’s had so far), I make a point of dressing her up in cute clothes, plunking her somewhere somewhat photogenic and doing my best to get some good pictures of her.
On her first birthday, that was a pretty easy task. After all, she couldn’t walk yet.
Last year, it was somewhat more challenging, but I got a few nice candids.
And this year? Well, this year it was almost impossible, but I was determined.
This one has the potential to be nice, if only I can figure out how to clone away the bag, bubbles and plastic chairs from the background.
Then we got into the goofy face phase.
But at long last, we got to a good one – or at least, one I think is good. It’s not perfect, but it is totally her.
Here’s to another crazy year in my career as a mom.