Those of us with more than one child are all guilty of it. Don't deny it...you know you've been there. The first child is always the center of your attention. You take pictures of him or her constantly and simply talk about the child nonstop.
The second child comes enters the picture, and things are a bit different. That is, you don't worry with this one as much as you did the first one.
And, perhaps, you don't spend as much time "capturing every moment" like you did with your first.
Then you try for number 3 and get more than you bargained for with numbers 3 and 4...and you find yourself in a bit of a predicament. At least when it boils down to time management. And pictures.
So what I'm trying to say is that the twins have definitely gotten the short end of the stick when it comes down to me "documenting" their early lives. Don't ask me why...it just hasn't happened like it did with Sloane and Hunter.
So I finally made a concerted effort to try and take "good" pictures of the newest additions to the Laughlin brood.
It was a bit of a ruckus and quite chaotic, but I finally snapped a few pics in our backyard. Not the best...but better than nothing.
There's something about these pics that bugs me, but I can't figure out exactly what it is. Still, though, the fact that I got each of them to smile is good enough for me.