Vogue at the Rose Garden

I'm going to catch up on summer. I really am. There will be pictures and stories galore. See? Here are some now. This is from our visit to the Portland International Rose Garden.

Something happens to Alice when we take her picture. She poses.
I don't know where this is coming from. Hands on waist, one hip jutted out, chin down . . .
Look! There it is again! Somebody stole my little girl and replaced her with a runway model! Help!
At least she looks like she might want to be photographed. We can hardly keep Thomas in the frame . . . and Seth is just anxious for us to give him the okay so he can bolt.
Wait a minute . . . that pose looks familiar . . . Brianna? She got it from you? There are divas in the family.
Well. I certainly didn't teach her to do it.
Although I did strike some interesting poses when Thomas wanted to smell the roses from atop my shoulders.
I never said that I could aim him very well while he was up there though. Sorry kid.