Why my hubby is no longer allowed to use the camera

It's recently been brought to my attention the reason why there aren't many pictures of me on this here family blog. Allow me to explain.

The other night, while the girls and I were decorating the tree, my husband grabbed the camera to take some pictures. Aww!!! How sweet. He's going to document, for the generations to come, that I actually DID exist. Nice.

And so the girls and I set out to transform our barren tree into something that closely resembles Hallmark...thrown up. All the while, trying to appear normal and not overly posed.

Well. The verdict is in. Either my "normal position" is to avoid putting my best face forward OR the photographer's definition of a good picture of me is a little...uh, skewed.


Exhibit A: Here we have a cute, albeit it fuzzy, picture of Charis. And me... sort of.

But hey, what's one booty shot, right? I'll cut him some slack since surely there's got to be a better one of me in there! Afterall, he was taking pictures the entire time we decorated the tree.

*biting my tongue*

Lets just move on to Exhibit B. Shall we?

So...at least here I'm standing in the upright position. That's a marked improvement, eh? But still. You have to wonder. Does he realize that I have a front side? A face? And a smile?

Moving on. Exhibit C...

And before you see it, I just have one word to say: Unbelievable.

I thought, until viewing the following picture, that the others were flukes. You know, sort of giving him the benefit of the doubt and all. Assuming that he was focusing on the "bigger picture" and, by coincidence, I just happened to be facing the other direction. It happens, right?

But...and I'll think you'd agree...THIS picture just shares a different story.

Um. Seriously?

Yeah. 'Nough said. I'll just let "exhibit C" speak for itself. *awkward pause* ...Right. Moving on.

But being the doting wife that I am, I still tried to justify all of the above ones (and the ones that I didn't even post!!) by assuming that he was focusing on the girls. Trying to get a good picture of THEM and completely missing the fact that my face was distinctly absent from view.

But (no pun intended hee hee)...

Even that reasoning didn't fly. Because here I am. All alone. Yep, that's right! Just me and my booty. Does that girl even HAVE a face?!!

So. To sum up. The reason why my blog lacks pictures of me? Because my personal photographer apparently has a "thing" for my backside. ;)

Maybe I should invest in a camera with a timer? Or remote control maybe? Cause I'm thinking the photographer, warped-picture-taking-skills and all, is still a keeper. Even if 90% of these pictures are not.