It's family portrait time. As you can see, this continues to be a futile effort. Exhibit A: Youngest child refuses to put basket down. And when asked to smile decides to make the most un-smiling face that she can. Well played small one.
Exhibit B: So I give up on youngest child, give her a sucker and try to get child B to cooperate for a second. But older child now decides that mere smiling is clearly not the appropriate response for a photograph. She is now a broadway star. Complete with jazz hands. And I am giving her my best, "I'm attempting to restrain you with a faux hug intended to keep you in position" hug. It doesn't work. We look like we're ready to take a ride on Space Mountain.
What I need here is a LITTLE less enthusiasm from big sister, a little more spark from little sister, and we'd have ourselves a nice little family photo. Not. going. To. Happen. So I take control of the camera, photographer that I am, and here's what I get. Not one, but TWO kidlets ready for a fantastic voyage. What ever happened to just saying "cheese???"