As I was looking over the pictures we took on Christmas Day in order to make my collage, I commented to Scott that it appears I wasn’t there for Christmas morning as I couldn’t find any shots with me in them.
Then I realized I was wrong as I spotted this picture.
Whew…. good thing I was wrong… there is photographic evidence of my existence at Christmas 2009. 
The next day when the family gathered again for our more formal dinner, Scott rectified the situation by snapping this lovely picture of my backside. 
Hmmm…perhaps I was better off when there was no photographic evidence of my existence!
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Oh my goodness, Crystal. I can so relate to this. I’m never in the pictures. I’m trying to be better about handing the camera to Jason, but I’m not great about doing that. I think there is only one of my on Christmas morning, and all you can see is my double chin. LOL!
*me.
That is how I feel most of the time. I am never in pictures and when I am, I wish I wasn’t.
I think we mothers tend to be behind the lens more than we are in front of it. I noticed the same thing with our Christmas pictures.
Make it a point to get regular pictures of your baby bump on here, though!