I have heard many, many times that one will not take as many pictures of their subsequent children as they do of their first.  This has proved wrong in our family.  Way wrong.

We did take a ton of pictures of Bonny Annie.  She was cute.  She was a little red-headed girl.  She was the first grandchild.  On both sides.  She was oft-photographed.

But we took even more pictures of Dirty Harry.  He was cute too.  He was chubby.  He was the first boy grandchild.  On both sides.  But it was mostly because we had a better camera.

But Cap’n Jack Henry wins the prize.  He is undoubtedly the most photographed child in our family.  Possibly in the whole world.  He’s cute.  He’s little.  He has extra-long eyelashes.  And super-curly hair.  He’s the 6th grandchild.  On both sides. 

Allow me to demonstrate this dynamic…

Yesterday was Easter, right?  All three kids got a little bit of candy in their baskets.  See…

So far, so good.

So, how many photos does it take to document each child’s consumption of said candy?  Let’s take a look…

Specimen #1,  Bonny Annie:

One…

Two…

(and she’s probably going to kill me for posting that one)

Three…

Three…not bad.  Sufficient.  To the point.

Specimen #2, Dirty Harry:

One…

One?  Just one?  And I was lucky to get that one.  He doesn’t like to sit still for picture-taking.

Specimen #3, Cap’n Jack Henry:

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Six…

Seven…

Eight…

Nine…

Ten…

Eleven…

Eleven.  Eleven!!!  Excessive.  Superfluous.  And I deleted the blurry ones.

So, as you can see, it is possible to take more pictures of your second, third, fourth, fifth, etc. children than you did of your first.  It can be done.  I believe that I also proved that it would be crazy for us to try to have a fourth child.  We simply do not have the time or energy to take and process all of the potential pictures.