Breaking the Rules: Princess Edition

Yeah, I'm breaking the rules.  Again.  Deal with it.  (I think I'm getting more and more belligerent the more I blog.  I think this is a bad thing).

I was upstairs in the kitchen preparing to make dinner for my family, even though I won't get to eat it because I'll be WORKING tonight, when Jubilee came up to me wearing her Cinderella dress.  Her outfit really resonated with me, considering my current not-getting-to-taste-the-fruits-of-my-labors position in this family, and I grabbed the camera and (after brushing her hair which contained astonishingly large amounts of yogurt from lunch) headed outside.

I had managed to take one whole picture in front of our large and extremely beautiful riding mower (hey, I forget to check the background sometimes, okay?), when who should come barreling over the hill, screaming "Wait, fow me!!!", but little Princess Puffball herself.

That girl is a BAD influence on her older sister, let me tell you.  As soon as she arrived, they started doing this.

I can't decide if Jubie looks more like a gorilla or a teapot. 

Then came the closed eyes series.  It's hard to see it the tiny little camera screen, but once I put them on my computer, I could tell that she had her eyes closed in an unprecedented amount of the pictures.  I won't put all of them up, but here's a pretty good example.

I call this look Cinderella-surfing-with-her-eyes-closed.  I think it's a pretty accurate description.

Then she started being just plain weird.

. . .AND that's enough of that.  Have these few more.

Cheesy Smile

Pert

Alice in Wonderland

Princess *

*(The awesome flower in her hair was made by my artsy-fartsy older sister, Lindsey.  It's her birthday today.  She's all of 22 now.  Hi, Lindsey.)

Various Non-Potraits

Sunset Tonight

Breaking the Rules: Fourth of July Edition

I'm breaking the rules again.  Yup.  Because I'm a rebel.

I had a mini-photoshoot with my baby sister, Bella, tonight.  At least, I planned on having a mini-photoshoot.  I'm pretty sure what I actually had was an aneurysm.  Or maybe I just had another thing coming.  I'm not sure, it's all still a blur.

She's two, and while not thinking that she knows better than me (yet, anyway), is nearly impossible to photograph.  I almost wish she was ugly, so that I didn't have the urge to photograph her.

To begin with, she was a little too enamored of her outfit.  I thought that it would be a good thing because my last model *coughJubileecough* HATED her dress and spent most of the time complaining about her clothing.  But no.  It wasn't a good thing.

"Hey Bella! Look at me, sweetie. Bella! Bella? BELLA, I'M UP HERE!!!"

"Hey Jubie, look at my dress.  Isn't it pretty?"

I'm fairly certain she's ADD.  We should probably look into that, Mom.

"Oh, what's up THERE?"

I'm sure her uncanny ability to ignore the camera will come in handy when she's a famous movie star.

"Okay, let's just try some simple poses."

"I think that might be a *leetle* bit older than what we're looking for."

"OH, COME ON! REALLY?!?"

"Okay, okay.  How 'bout just a smile, just a nice simple smile."

"I don't know if I can do that."
"Just try, okay?"
"Okay. Like this?"

"Um, sure. Excuse me while I go cry in a corner."

"Okay, okay.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean it like that."

"Okay, fine.  I forgive you."

At least her hair is photogenic. . .

and on that note I'll leave you with this. . .

This. . .

And this. . .

"The Lord bless you and keep you and make his face to shine upon you and give you peace."

"Bella, what are you doing?"

"I'm saying a benediction on all of nature."

"Okay, Bella, I think it's time to go inside now."

Breaking the Rules

So, I'm breaking the rules already.  I'm writing.  I just couldn't help myself.  Don't worry, most posts from now will be pictures only.

I took pictures of my baby sister, Jubilee, today.  She's four and she thinks that she knows better than me.  Already.

Anyway, every time I try to take pictures of her, I remember why I don't do this often.  Why?  Because for every one of these...

I get two of these.

I don't do this often because all the cute ones are blurry or dark and have to be photoshopped to within an inch of their lives.

I don't do this often because this is her idea of smiling.

I don't do this often because she likes silly and I like artsy.

(Or at least, I try.)

Medusa, anyone?

And even when she's trying to please me, this is still all I get.

And I don't do this often because whenever I tell her what to do, this is the look I get.

She's still cute sometimes.

At least I got a picture of a butterfly out of the whole thing.