the last time we photographed these brothers, there was only two of them. now, i know that the bigger boys love little max, but when asked who wanted to hold him, they pointed to each other. i am the oldest of three girls and so i have some insight into how this whole thing is going to go down. don’t let this small rejection bring you down baby max. life is going to be a cakewalk for you. once the baby always the baby. your wish is their command. owen, being the middle child you will use all of your funny bunny charms to entertain and make people laugh and get out of ever really helping. people will want to continually ensure that you don’t feel left out since you’re not the baby anymore and so with a bat of those envy inducing lashes, you’ll be scott free. (yeah, stephanie, i said it.) cooper, being the oldest, you are always going to have to hold him. you are always going to have to be the example and ‘keep an eye on him’ when you’d rather your eyes be focused on tv. but do not dismay, there are many advantages. all of this time spent caring for your brother, comes with a huge payoff. like when he’s eating ice cream you can convince him that the chocolate chips are poisonous and just for him, you’ll take care of them. (poor little trusting, gullible kristen.) and you get to do everything first. you’ll date first, drive first, graduate first and ship off to college first. and then you can call your brothers and laugh because they still have a curfew. yes friend, being the oldest comes with its perks.
mark wasn't all that excited to do pictures of just he and nikki but i'm so glad he gave in to my pleading. i love these.
i want to stir him into my coffee. I LOVE HIM!!
nikki said she thought max looked like a snowbaby in this hat and i couldn't agree more. so flippin' cute.
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