Saturday, July 28, 2012

Picture Day on Their Birthday

We might be biased but we think the girls could be models.
Small Cake. Big Appetites.

You can put the tutu on the girl, but you can't make her be a ballerina. The girls didn't even want to touch the tutus.

There's always cake after dance class.

Frown. Smirk. Smile.

I AM showing all my teeth.

We're smiling because we're gonna eat that cake after these pictures are over.

I AM smiling.

Let's change it up. Frown. Smirk. Smile.

No. I don't want to be a child model. I'll end up on toddler's and tiara's or in some rehab. I'm just happy being adorable.

I'm smiling. Just like the Queen of England.

I'm feeling my teeth come in.

It's my model pout.



Penelope's Model Pout.

I will be entertaining modeling contracts!

Phelps came in 4th place. Ugh.
They're done.

Where's the cake?

I feel so old. I'm, I'm one.

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