Oy! We can't even wake up in peace...

My children clearly suffer from PCS (photographer's child syndrome). Poor dears came downstairs from their naps today and the light was so nice, I didn't even bother to change my settings...which is ok because they didn't bother to brush their hair.

Anna is clearly annoyed with me.
Mila just wants to watch the Letter Factory in my bed...
And, while the focus fell on her bangs in this shot, I kept it because she looks so ethereal, in stark contrast to her shot from yesterday where she looks like a forlorn cast-off from Ozzy's tour bus.