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how many clicks?



Take One
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the first attempt





Take Two
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getting the wiggles out









Take Three
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maybe a different angle will help






Take Four
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Props! Gimme the props!







Hmmmmm...perhaps I shouldn't waste my money on a digital photography class after all!

Comments

Anonymous said…
AHH!!!! Danielle!!! My nephews and niece are SOOOOOO adorable!!!!!!!!!!! I love the clothes, I love the setting..but most of all, I love the smiles!!!!! My favorite is probably of Toby and Bristel walking towards the ocean holding hands....but I LOVE them all!!!!! ......just wanted to let you know. :)

Love you guys and I miss you more every time I check this blog.

:)
Danielle said…
That's my mom's fave too. She's hinting about her mother's day gift already! :O)

We miss you guys too! Hopefully we can see eachother sometime soon?!

xoxo...danielle
Shanna Grimes said…
Me too. I love that one. They are all adorable. Nothing like seeing kids being natural. Love the pics. Keep 'em coming.

-Shanna
JSmith5780 said…
I'm agreeing with them... LOVE it!

Perhaps see what it's like in B&W or Sepia.
Mama Skates said…
too cute! i promise it will get easier....i guess that's why mine sit still - they're older and aren't as easily distracted ;0)
Danielle said…
I think I agree too! Altho I do love the one of Bristel pulling Toby along too!

...danielle
Anonymous said…
For Mother's Day I want them all
Like maybe something like what you have downstairs????????????

Love you,
Mom
Anonymous said…
I agree with the rest of 'em...That is a precious picture to cherish for life.
Danielle said…
I agree! I think I might have to order a collage!

...danielle

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