Picture 1: The Atlee action shot. Rich and I were both looking into the sun (I think). Our eyes our closed in all of these pictures. This is not a Shea action shot.
Picture 2: Atlee's starting the previously mentioned meltdown. Shea looks like we just told him we're going to give his DS to some other kid. Rich and my eyes are still closed.
Picture 3: I can't explain the look on my face. My husband looks confused. Perhaps wondering how his wife talked him into bringing three kids to the Gettysburg Visitor's Center on a holiday weekend. Shea has given up all pretense of being interested in anything. Atlee may appear to be studying her hair, but she's really an 1/8 of an inch from losing control.
Greeley doesn't care what any of us is doing in any of the shots. Don't you love how you can almost feel the warm, fuzzy joy my children were emitting? This has been a round of the unphotogenic family. Hope you're happy, Uncle Michael.