Last week I mentioned that I had gotten my hair cut, and Allison requested pictures (or it didn’t happen!). So yesterday I pulled out the camera and took some pictures of myself so that I could share. These two were my favorite.
It turns out that it’s really hard to take self portraits that aren’t fuzzy or have you in a weird position or making a weird face. I’ve got a few great ones of my with my mouth hanging open looking like an idiot.
On Sunday I took a few of Kyle, and this is my favorite from that.
Mostly he kept photobombing my pictures.
But I guess I have to forgive him because I knew that he was a goofball when I married him.