Sometime around Asher's birthday, we decided we wanted to have a family picture taken. But of course with the holidays and traveling and this and that, it's taken us a while to get it done. We had family pictures and Asher's one-year pictures taken today.

So here's the thing - when I decided that, I was still in regular clothes. Now I'm four months pregnant. When I saw the pictures I thought, what was I thinking? In a year I'll look much better. Why didn't I just wait until next year?

Nonetheless, they are done. They did get a really cute picture of Asher and Brian with Brian's guitar, and many many cute baby shots (though GOOD WORD taking a one-year-old-who-refused-his-nap's picture requires some parental energy and finesse on the part of the photographer. They line the entire room with interesting-looking props, then expect a baby to sit still on the empty canvas. Good luck with that). And who cares if tonight was not my shining moment in the history of family portraits. It is definitely a snapshot of our family at the moment, so for both the picture and the moment I am grateful.



We'll pick up the CD and the pictures tomorrow. Computer willing and the creek don't rise, I'll post them for you.