my girls

i love my girls and hanging out with them -

and i love taking photos of them. 

they, on the other hand, usually aren't too keen on me taking their photos. 

sometimes i have to wrestle them down, bribe them, or throw a little tantrum in order to get a good shot.

and i'm actually being fairly truthful when i say that - it's only a slight exaggeration.

on this day the girls were on their way out the door to run into town for a little shopping and i thought they looked so summery and cute

and so i grabbed the camera and literally ran out the door behind them yelling they had to stop because i was gonna take a few pics of them. 

they sighed, walked a little faster i'm sure 

and mumbled a few things under their breath, things that i couldn't really hear but could only imagine, but i continued following them down the sidewalk to the car. 

i barked out orders, which really isn't an exaggeration either,

and told them i wanted pictures - just a few, i said, and that yes,they would be cooperating with me i sternly told them.   

and this is what i got - five minutes (or less) of their time and some cute shots....

(and we all survived)