finally got a peek at some of the family photos our friend Charles took for us last weekend.
this is pretty much how they all look: i’m on an invisible roller coaster, Chris is squinting so hard his eyes are closed, and Jude simply cannot be bothered.
this is why we can’t have nice things.
but at least we’ll have memories of our imperfect selves :)
(and finally, now that my boy is almost six months old, some [semi]professional photos of us!)