Just Ask Me To Sit Still

If someone tells me to sit still, I only have to hear it once and I obey. In fact, I'd love for someone to have a reason to want me to sit still for a really long time. Maybe that way I could catch an afternoon nap. I'd even gladly accept a fifteen-minute-sit-still-session power nap.

My girls basically rejected the opportunity to just sit and be pretty this past Sunday. They have no idea how they'll regret that decision when they're forty. My tired bloodshot eyes would like to weep at the thought.

This one is the most agreeable when it comes to being still:

In fact, she's so agreeable that she gets two photos:

This one is semi-agreeable:

And this one is basically not agreeable at all:

Given the combination of the above three attitudes, this photo is a miracle:

I love my Christmas girls!