So, I suppose the pictures that were just not meant to be were finally meant to be on Sunday.
(Background: we had been trying to schedule them since Ira's b-day on April 7th but couldn't get haircuts done in time, then it was Easter, then we had them scheduled for the 25th but then my Grandma Cranmer passed away and her funeral was that day; then we had them scheduled for the 2nd of May but I forgot to request the photographer that my sis used and when I called back to request her, she was off on Saturday but working Sunday, so we scheduled them for 5pm Sunday.)
So anyway, I have been nervous about these pictures for quite some time. I really love pictures, in fact, in our old house (where we actually had things hanging on the wall) I would say 90% of everything on the wall was photography. So I really wanted the pictures to turn out well, because I knew they'd end up on the wall indefinitely (that is if we ever get around to hanging ANYTHING up.) I was also a little worried because Ira's true personality doesn't usually come across in pictures. He gets this weird smile/scowl thing going when it's time for pictures and it just drives me NUTS that I can't get a good picture of him. So anyways, I know it's stupid, but I have been stressing over how pictures would turn out since I started thinking about them back in October...ish...
I've probably kept you in suspense long enough! Here are the long-awaited pictures. And by the way, I think they turned out AWESOME!!! (My apologies for my FB friends, this is essentially a repeat of my album on FB.)
The first photo taken.

My handsome hubby and I.

Mr. Ira - I think his smile might be just a LITTLE over the top in this one.
Such a big boy! Where b'zackly did my baby go?
THIS.... THIS is the look you get when you say "Ira, smile, say cheese!" Thank heavens, the photographer took note of that and from then on, she wouldn't snap a picture unless he had a genuine smile! 
He looks SO big in this picture. I think he looks more like a kindergartner than a 3 year old.
I think he looks a lot like me in this picture. I do the same head-tilt. Crazy!

Look ma! No hands!
I love his expression in this one. I think he looks like Elliot from E.T.
Our very favorite picture of the day.

As some friends have put it: "He is rockin that 3!" & "He looks like he's in a musical" Ira's expression and body language in this one are priceless!
So the photographer tells Ira to say "I'm THREE! (And holds up 3 fingers)" This is what Ira does right when she snaps the picture.

Our favorite family picture of the day. Also the very last photo taken. I think it's funny that both the very first and very last photo taken were the best family ones. We liked this one over the first one b/c the background is a little more timeless (for hanging on the wall until we have another professional family pic taken.)

In other news, Quiet Time has been a HUGE success! It has brought the naptime battles to a screeching halt and Ira still ends up sleeping more days than not during quiet time. Today, quiet time was a little boring for him though. I'll explain. On Sunday night, after Andy put Ira to bed, I walked past his (Ira's) room and asked Andy "Did you leave Ira's lamp on?" "Um, No, we didn't ever have it on" is Andy's response. I went in and found Ira reading "Blackboard Bear" so I said "Oh Ira, lamps are for quiet time, not for bedtime." and turned the lamp off. We didn't see the light again. Well last night, I walked past his room again (this time it was like 9:45) and I see the light on AGAIN! This time he was reading "I Am A Bunny." Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE it that my son loves to read so much. BUT NOT AT 9:45!!!!! So I say, "Oh how sad, the lamp is all gone." He was a little upset about that, but the implications didn't really sink in until right before quiet time today. He was sitting on the pot and he says, "Mom, can I borrow your touch lamp for quiet time?" "Oh how sad, Ira. Lamps are for big boys to use during quiet time and not at night time." (Straw one.) "Well I can use my big light on my fan." "Oh Ira, big lights are for other times, not quiet time. We can't use that much electricity during quiet time." (Straw two - starting to get a little concerned.) Starts reading his books (about 2 inches from his face.) "Oh Ira, goodness, you are really having to strain to see the book aren't you. I sure would hate for you to hurt your eyes looking at books in the dark. I guess you won't be able to read during quiet time today." (The last straw - but the funny thing is, he didn't throw too terribly much of a fit. He asked me why it had to be dark, so I put it right back on him. I think he's still thinking about it...
Happy Tuesday!