SUPERBOYS!

I made super hero capes for the boys AGES ago, and my lofty visions of them gleefully prancing around in them for Stefan's first birthday fell flat.

Nearly a year later, however, they have embraced the super hero outfits... on their own accord.

Of course, having super hero undies also helps (thank you, Auntie Shareen). On this particular occasion, Fraser was wearing superman undies over batman undies and referring to himself as 'super batman'. All the while running around yelling "POW POW!" (as all legitimate super heroes do... obviously).

 

 

 

  

 

In the days following this little show of superheroism, Fraser insisted on wearing two to four pairs of superhero undies at a time, and Stefan firmly requested that he don superhero undies atop his diaper. Classy fellows.

When I show these pictures to Fraser and ask who it is, he looks at me like DUH MOM, "It's Super Fraser and Super Stefan!"

It's not easy being green.

Adjusted expectations combined with mini egg bribery choice, and we totally nailed the two-second-long St. Paddy's photo sesh.

Stefan.

When selecting his tattoos, Fraser requested "the big tree and the basket of oranges." haha!

Stefan.

Fraser.

Stefan.

Fraser.

It was the boys' idea to include Kumeu, and he pulled off the blue steel/trucker look completely on his own.

The boys were super proud of Kumeu for rocking his shots. "Good job Kumeu!" Snuggle snuggle kiss kiss.

Outtakes:
Okay I admit. Not everyone was as into this as me.

 A bit of a cold shoulder thing happening.

A lot of nose picking happening. Always.

Also, perhaps simplicity is key to a pseudo successful photo shoot? Simplicity has not been my forte in the past.

Fraser in 2012.

Fraser & Nico in 2013.

Stefan in 2014.

Fraser in 2014.

Fraser AND Stefan in 2014.

Haha. Ya live, ya learn... happy St. Patrick's Day!

Valentine's Photobust: 2015 edition

You may recall our ridiculous Valentine's Photobust of 2014. Somehow between then and now, my standards have been raised (even though my experience over the past year does nothing to back up that questionable assumption).  I actually foresaw both children in the same photo (can you imagine?). And I envisioned the boys wearing bright red lipstick, embracing one other in a loving brotherly hug, smiling naturally, and covering each other with adorable and perfectly-formed kisses. And all of this was to be done outside. So idyllic right?

Wrong.

Well, for starters the lighting was terrible. And I did absolutely nothing about putting any kind of effort in to seek out a location with better lighting.

Stefan continually requested more lipstick then screamed bloody murder when I backed up half a foot to attempt a photo. The poor kid is currently cutting all four two-year molars, so I'll grant him a little grace there (*cringe*).

Meanwhile, there was Fraser.

And that's it. That's all I got.

Hahahaha.

In other news, 12 years ago today, Lowell and I just "hung out" as "friends" and it just happened to be Valentine's Day. Lowell ended up asking me out in the most creative way possible, I said yes, and the rest is history. Best decision ever!

The earliest photo that I could find from our super mature dating days. Yes, we look 12.

Happy Valentine's Day!