Tralee and I have been having some fun with Photo Booth lately. We both get the giggles doing this.
Then sometimes Tralee gets on Photo Both all on her own, and I get a kick going through the 100+ pictures she takes of herself during each shoot.
She sure loves Orange (a tiny stuffed animal cat) so he made it into some of her pics.
Sometimes I come in mid-photoshoot whether Tralee wants me to or not.
What am I looking at over there? I think I was trying to be model-y (in the picture below, not above). Don't think I'll make it into Glamour or Elle anytime soon. Especially since my go-to outfit is my favorite sweatpants and one of Jim's t-shrits, and I don't think my feet have sported any kind of heal since. . . I can't remember. C'est la vie.