Whatever Goes Family Photo

I will always and forever cherish these roughhouse pictures that I take. During John's birthday dinner in the backyard, we were wild and sweaty and hyper. Because I'm obsessed with self-timer family photos, I gathered everyone to take a picture and celebrate the night. I love the face-cover, the tongue, the wild hair, and all the sweat. In my opinion, it beats out a staged Olan Mills picture every.single.time.