Movie over Jolie-Pitt clan. Never in the history of the world has then been a more well-documented baby than Abby. Her Grandpa Pat, and her Uncle Chris, have stalked her like paparazzi since the moment she was born. But I shouldn't complain, I'm glad to have a team of professionals available to use at my every whim. And they love the excuse to buy a new flash or camera-related expense.
When it came time to send out Abby's birth announcement, I called Chris to come over to take some shots. Chris had heard from someone that Anne Geddes makes her famous newborns sleep by having her studio cranked up to 90 degrees. That way, they are naked, warm and comfortable. (On a side note, I got to spend some time with Anne Geddes at a photo shoot at CHOC, and she NEVER mentioned this crazy idea. But I trust Chris, so I went with it.)
So I cranked up the heat. But if you know me at all, you know that I hate the heat. Anyway, we were only shooting for a few minutes, and Abby started crying. And I started sweating. This was in the heyday of her famous 3-hour inconsolable crying binges. I thought I'd share some of the photos that didn't make it onto the announcement:
At first, Abby was apprehensive. "I mean, what's all the naked business about anyway?"
Chris had only been clicking away for a few minutes when she started making this face and grunting. We all know what that means. Abby's famous scowl mean poops and toots.
"I'm so over this."
Luckily, we got a few pretty cute ones. Let me know if you didn't get an announcement for all it's fridge-displaying glory. I have extra.