the life of baby jude

As much as I like Hassan and Isaiah, my baby classmates, I'm really not into posing in this dorky wagon! I mean, come on!! At least I'm not crying, like poor Hassan. He was REALLY not pleased. It should be noted, though, that school picture day came at a very unfortunate time. They were taken on a Thursday, and all week I was in teething baby hell. I couldn't sleep, it hurt to eat... I was a general mess. So I suppose if I was feeling a *bit* better, I would've been more up to it. No promises, though. And you think they could've posed in front of some sort of background. I'm very suspect as to just how "professional" these photograhpers are!

My single pic came out a bit better. I wished they would've combed my hair a little. I know it's a bit long, but Mommy *did* pack my comb. I thought my teachers and I were on the same page when it came to my hair concept. I guess not. Although, I'm not smiling, I was actually trying to strike my best model pose. I'm channeling "Zoolander" a bit, don't you think?

Just for comparison purposes, here's my class picture from last spring. Not much better, really. Everyone thinks we look like a band of baby bank robbers. Heehee, that's what we were going for!