Not much of a day to write about.
In the morning, we went to the photographer to have an album made for Michelle and James. This is the same studio that did the album for Michelle when she was 6 months old, too. We liked their work then and they gave us a good deal this time, too.
Michelle was a lot less accommodating this time than last. Back then she, like James now, was just sort of propped up and photographed. Now Michelle needed to have her motivation and that made it more difficult.
Of course, they do makeup and hairstyles on her, which takes time and tries her patience – mine too. We spent the entire morning there and I hope the pictures of her will turn out well. She was so darned cute all made up, but she’s got that 3 year-old smile – the big fake grin that looks more like a dental exam than a smile.
From that point on, the day went downhill. I needn’t go into details, suffice to say that by the end of the day everything was a fiasco.
Sometime during the night there was a small earthquake, but I slept through it.