With the best intentions.

How do I always do end up doing this?

I'm not speaking specifically about putting random objects on my children's heads (although, I often find myself doing that, too) but really, I mean, how do I always end up irritating my kids just to take pictures?

Sparky has taken to yelling "NO MOMMY" when I pull out my camera. If Iggy could talk... well the looks he gives me say it all.

My name is Megan Marie and I have an addiction to taking random photos.

I really do have the best intentions. My boys will witness details of their lives that would usually fall through the time-cracks. Grandparents will ooOOoo and awwwwe. 

Does Iggy really want to remember this sort of torture?

He's like a little shriner! It's so funny!

No Megan! Stop. 

This is not cute. This is sad.

Next time we go to the thrift store I promise to leave my camera at home.

I am a pictureholic. Don't they say that the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem? 

Next on the list: stop birthing such adorable children.