Kids keepin' it real

It just might have something to do with the fact that I'm their mother, but I'm fascinated by the pictures my kids take. I had way too much fun going through our little camera today, deleting most shots and finding a few keepers from as far back as October.

They pose for each other in different ways than they might for me:

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I love seeing the world they choose to frame and the items they find important.

There were more than a few hideous shots of me in various degrees of Bad Hair Day. I reserve the right to edit in this case.


I realized while clicking through the shots: these blurry, gritty moments are a truer representation of my life than the carefully cropped, often edited bits I choose to show.

Because the truth ain't always pretty. The truth has a lot of bad hair days in this house.

Just in case you were wondering.