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To Get One Nice Photo...

To get one nice photo of two babies, you go through many many not so nice ones. Some are hilarious and even more entertaining than the "nice" photo, but they are definitely not what you were going for. Here is our latest collection of Christmas photo outtakes for your viewing pleasure.

The Party Face Photo

HAHAHA The Cutest Fat Baby Ever Photo

The Protective Serious Big Sister Photo

The Merry and Right Photo

The Ear Rubber Photo

The Too Much Flash Photo

The "Ohhh, Nice Glitter!" Photo

The Falling Baby Photo

The Baby Wrestling Photo

The Cough Photo (My Favorite)

The Head Punch Photo

The Head Butt Photo

The Flipper Photo

The "What the heck are you doing? Photo

The "For Real?" Photo

and the two winners….
Merry Christmas from Georgia and Olive!


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  2. LOVE LOVE LOVEEEEE!!! Oh my goodness. Olive and Georgia are so funny!

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  3. I LOVE they're little personalities!

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  4. Oh My Gosh!! I couldn't stop laughing!! My boys are 3mo and I know exactly what you mean!

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