
So this picture pretty much sums up the Vegas trip... She looks a little yellow, and looks totally wasted!!!
Here's a re-cap of the trip:
Monday: Had surgery to remove crap in my uterus...
Wednesday: Flew out to Vegas... (Luckily my dad decided to fly with me after the whole surgery removal thing... This was a last minute procedure and not the best timing, to say the least...)
Thursday: After no sleep the night before we get the kids ready for pictures. We drive to Lake Las Vegas and wait at the place where we are suppose to meet the photographer! The shoot is suppose to start at 3:00... We wait, the kids look adorable, they are in really good moods, the weather is perfect... We wait some more... I finally call, she tells me she had it scheduled for the following Saturday... WTF??? I become completely emotional, I feel like crap, the only reason I have gone to Vegas is for this photoshoot, the girl ends up bailing on us... We end up finding a photographer that will come the next day to take the pictures... Head home, get home Sienna pukes all over me...
Friday: We are suppose to fly out at 12:30 but change our flights to get the pictures taken. After another night of NO SLEEP for me or baby girl, I get her up to get ready to meet Nana & Grandpa for breakfast and she throws up AGAIN... All over the front of me... Strip her down, throw her in the tub, get her dressed again... More puking... Same thing, down the front of me... At this point both of her "blankies" have throw up all over them so I throw them in the wash and wait the longest 45 minutes of my life until the blankies are clean... I put her down for a nap praying she will wake up happy... We once again drive to Lake Las Vegas to meet the new photographer... She shows up, started the shoot... Sienna's ticked. She feels like crap and wanted nothing to do with cooperating... We tried group shots with the other grand-kids and it's a no go... Savana decides to trip and scrape her self up and then decides she only wants to get her pictures taken "sitting down". Porter is in his own little world, doing who knows what, Brookie and Sienna are TWO, Enough said... So I think that if I put her in her tutu for her two year old pictures she might get a little more excited!!! NOPE!!! We got exactly ONE shot of her in her tutu...
So all in all it was a wasted trip...
Here's a re-cap of the trip:
Monday: Had surgery to remove crap in my uterus...
Wednesday: Flew out to Vegas... (Luckily my dad decided to fly with me after the whole surgery removal thing... This was a last minute procedure and not the best timing, to say the least...)
Thursday: After no sleep the night before we get the kids ready for pictures. We drive to Lake Las Vegas and wait at the place where we are suppose to meet the photographer! The shoot is suppose to start at 3:00... We wait, the kids look adorable, they are in really good moods, the weather is perfect... We wait some more... I finally call, she tells me she had it scheduled for the following Saturday... WTF??? I become completely emotional, I feel like crap, the only reason I have gone to Vegas is for this photoshoot, the girl ends up bailing on us... We end up finding a photographer that will come the next day to take the pictures... Head home, get home Sienna pukes all over me...
Friday: We are suppose to fly out at 12:30 but change our flights to get the pictures taken. After another night of NO SLEEP for me or baby girl, I get her up to get ready to meet Nana & Grandpa for breakfast and she throws up AGAIN... All over the front of me... Strip her down, throw her in the tub, get her dressed again... More puking... Same thing, down the front of me... At this point both of her "blankies" have throw up all over them so I throw them in the wash and wait the longest 45 minutes of my life until the blankies are clean... I put her down for a nap praying she will wake up happy... We once again drive to Lake Las Vegas to meet the new photographer... She shows up, started the shoot... Sienna's ticked. She feels like crap and wanted nothing to do with cooperating... We tried group shots with the other grand-kids and it's a no go... Savana decides to trip and scrape her self up and then decides she only wants to get her pictures taken "sitting down". Porter is in his own little world, doing who knows what, Brookie and Sienna are TWO, Enough said... So I think that if I put her in her tutu for her two year old pictures she might get a little more excited!!! NOPE!!! We got exactly ONE shot of her in her tutu...
So all in all it was a wasted trip...
BUT... We had fun hanging out with Cody & Kath and the kids...(Well maybe I should clarify that statement since I only actually saw my brother maybe a total of one hour... He's one busy boy!) I ate at an amazing Italian restaurant and Kath bought me cupcakes from the "Cupcakery" which were amazing!!! So... Hopefully our next attempt at pictures will go better. I am hoping to at least get one good shot of her in her Christmas dress... So we will attempt that tomorrow... Wish me luck!
I love this picture of Brookie... Grandpa wanted to get pictures of the kids in their Utah's Own shirts for his new blog the babies didn't want to cooperate AT ALL... But Brooke sure looks cute here!




























