There are benefits of being in my family
(other than being related to me… I kid. I kid)

I do the family photography in exchange for food and back rubs…
(I’m easily bribed)

We decided to do it at two Utah locations which meant two dinners and two back rubs. I’m still waiting on the second back rub, but to ensure I get it I am holding their photos as hostage.

So the first location my brother steps out of his car, looks at me and says, “So are we going to get shot at here?”  To comfort him I respond, “Ummm yes, odds are very high. That’s why I brought you along– to shield any stray bullets.”

I’m happy to report there were no casualties or drive by shootings from disgruntled local cowboy gangs.

The second location was an awesome orchard in Orem.
It was short, sweet, and to the point.

I want a picture just like this of my three really, really bad. Really.

Red heads,
toe heads,
& lots of giggles…