The Many Faces

Our weekend was wonderful.

We did more than I thought possible.

We also captured some pretty 

funny moments from O.

Happy as a clam on the carousel. 

Patiently waiting on mom and dad

to go on a coaster.

Too busy enjoying the ride to look

at me.

Giddy up horse!  We are off to DC.

O what is going on up there?

You are wiggling like a fish out of water!

'I am posing mom!'

'I am showing everyone how much I love my daddy!'

Do you see mom and dad's face?  We look so happy, yes?

Lincoln Memorial.

Strike a pose!

Wax Museum.  George Washington.

Kick your leg up and sprawl out on the

boat.

Honestly, I am not sure who this president

is, but O didn't care.  She just wanted a picture

with Every. Single. One.  

Another pose.

Wait, what?  This is the one you should

be posing all crazy with!  

There we go.

Seriously upset about something.

Look a train!  Take a picture mom!

How about a real smile O?

'Mom take a picture of me pretending to measure

the crocodile's mouth.'

Why don't you just measure it for real?

'No, I just want to look like I am.'

'Oh get a picture of me listening to the

ocean!  But it's not the ocean it's just

my blood.'

'Can you send a picture to Pappaw so

he knows I am hurt?'

Here she is holding sticks pretending to 

be a tree, hoping a bird will land on her.

This is me saying, 'Get that stick out of

my face!' Yet, I was still trying to smile

and look happy in the photo.

Quite poetic if you know that 12 years ago

when my parents took us to DC there was a

photo of us in front of the White House.

We looked just as miserable as O and I do in this one.

My mom was telling us to, 'act like you are having

fun!'