I was taking some self-portraits for my new rates sheet- stay tuned for that!- with varying degrees of success. (I’m really not a camera timer person. I’m supposed to be the one behind the camera, not in front of it!)
I did end up getting one that I really like:
And then Andy snuck over, still in lab coat and safety glasses, and I had to take pictures of him instead:
And then we decided that it was time for a family portrait.
Um. I didn’t say that it was a serious family portrait. I’m tempted to put this in our Christmas cards, though. You have to understand- when we hired our wedding photographer, we told him that if he tried to pose us seriously for any length of time, we would end up sticking our tongues out and making faces. Apparently it doesn’t even take that long, just a camera. You understand now, though, why I don’t often attempt self-portraits. Especially not with the husband around. :)