Last weekend, my younger sister was nice enough to meet us on the town green for a Christmas card photo attempt... which went poorly, as evidenced by the above. Not a single good one in the bunch, through no fault of the photographer. After one massive meltdown, we started asking ourselves how important Christmas cards were anyway. And will anyone notice if we skip them this year?
I will notice. That's the answer.
Also, Gus would like for everyone to know that he was very well behaved and looked absolutely charming in every photo.