



However, 2 hours later, after playing peek-a-boo and pretending I was a monkey (both things that have appeared on the list of things that I love) until sweat was gathering on my upper lip while STILL not managing to get Carson, my smiley kid, to smile, picture day seems to have slipped a few places on the list. Or maybe just "picture day when one of the photographed is only 18 months old". Anyway, Brady smiled and giggled brilliantly and we ended up still spending a small fortune. Everyone send me an email to request sizes and check your mailbox for photos of my adorable, matchy-matchy boys!
PS - I sort of ended up being a little "yelly" today because of all of the things that I had to run around and do (of course, I expected the boys to be perfect angels while they were being dragged around, primped and photographed). At dinner Brady told me that I yell too much and he doesn't like it. I felt horrible...being told that I yell too much is now on the list of things that I HATE. And I'm working on the yelling thing.
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