Our Ostler Family: English Photos

Sunday, September 21, 2008

English Photos

We had pictures of Sophie and Max taken by English Photography a few weeks ago. Holy cow, having pictures taken is a lot of work! By the time you have everyone properly napped, bathed, hair combed, clothes ironed, fed, and happy, I'm exhausted. But all that hard work paid off, I think. The photographer posted a few sneak previews for us on her blog and I can't wait to see the rest.

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Out of the Mouths of Babes

On Sunday morning, as we were getting dressed, Max saw his bag of night-time pull-up pants. He wanted very badly to put one on, but we told him that they were just for bedtime. A few minutes later he was poking around in the closet, next to the pull-ups again. "No Max," we said firmly. His reply, "I was just thinking about them dad. Puh-leeeeze!" He's only 3 1/2 years old! Where'd that attitude come from already!!
Last night Daddy was putting Max to bed and said, "Goodnight my little peanut." Max looked at him with a concerned face and said, "No Dad. I'm not a peanut, I'm Max!"
Max was being naughty so Dad took away his books. Max said, "No! Those are MY books." Daddy said, "No, those are my books.' After a long pause, Max said in a defeated voice, "Oh yeah, they're yours."
We were at the library and Max was playing with another little boy. I had to remind him to share the toys and he said, "I am sharing ... with ME!" The other mom standing there busted out laughing. The joys of a two year old!
A few days ago Max told a complete stranger, "Sophie drink milk from Mommy's boobie." Oh my, oh my, oh my.
Today Max was begging to go outside but I was busy feeding Sophie. In a very concerned voice he said, "but Mommy, I HAVE to go outside. The grass is berry firsty." He feels it is his sacred duty to water the grass all day long.
I opened the curtains when Max woke up from his nap and he exclaimed, "Mr. Sunshine came out! How it happen?!"