pretty girl smile.

I realized a few weeks ago that my kids don't really smile for the camera. Which is fine. I truly prefer taking shots of them "in action". Doing what they do. That being said.. I have, quite frequently on occasion, been known to do everything short of a tap dance to get them to smile at me. It finally dawned on me that maybe I should just ask them to smile for me. Hmm. The other day I coined the term "pretty girl smile". Emory is into all things "pretty". Every morning when she gets dressed, she tells me, "mommy, I wuv my pretty dwess." She loves to wear pretty jewelry, play with her pretty baby, brush her pretty hair, etc. You get the point. So, I figured, if I call it a pretty girl smile... Well, it may have worked a bit too well.

I know I need to stop. Not sure I can. If some of these are blurry, it's because I'm giggling behind the camera. She tells her daddy, brothers and I that she "wuvs" us about a million times a day. My heart bursts at the seams every single time I hear it. Oh Emory. My love knows no bounds, sweet child. No bounds.