I got in front of the camera. Finally.

I don't show my face often around here. I'm usually dressed like a hobo, I take terrible self portraits, and I just plain old don't like looking at myself. I know the kids will grow up someday and wonder why mommy was never in any of the pictures so I am trying to get in more shots. My professional photographer friend Amanda McCulloch was kind enough to shoot the pictures below for my family during a play date last week. Isn't she talented?

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Oh, and please excuse my husband's face. The man used to model but apparently is too cool to SMILE during our only professional shots as a couple. Bum. He owes me for that one.

ALSO we were on the way to the mall to get Preston some boat shoes. His sneakers totally don't match but I don't mind because he lives in his Jordans. They're his favorite.

AND I am a fool. It was over 75 degrees that day. Everyone was dressed for an unseasonably warm Spring day. At the beach? Not so much. What do you get? A mishmash of Spring outfits and winter coats. Oh well.

Life isn't staged and neither were these. Absolute perfection.