It's amazing what a little honey can't do.

Every year I do photo Christmas cards for my family and friends. When Brae was a baby, I made a deal of it- taking him to a professional place to have his pictures taken and ordering photo cards there that seriously cost. They were adorable and well worth the money that I then had plenty of.

Fast forward four years and one divorce later and you will find me in my front yard; Canon in one hand and a honey bear in the other, attempting to capture a moment between a boy and his dog.

On thing I have learned from this exercise is that it is more difficult than you would think, to get a dog to lick honey off a child's cheek.



Or perhaps maybe it is just MY DOG whose brain is not properly connected to his sense of smell.



Brae was really none too pleased with idea of sticky goo being spooned onto his face.



And it took A LOT of goo to convince that dog he needed to be licked.



At one point I decided it would be ADORABLE if I bundled Brae up in his matching hat and sweater combo that he has gotten the chance to wear only once so far this "winter". It was 80 degrees outside mind you, but you want to believe it's cold out, right?









We also had Santa hats- both doggie and human sized. I'm not entirely certain where the dog's hat came from, as it is normally tied to the the head of a ceramic dachshund who sits near our front door. Yes, I said CERAMIC DACHSHUND.



Dodger was a very poor sport during the entire production. He kept mumbling something about being too canine for this shit.



Of course 1 hour and 200 pictures later I was able to produce these:





And then Dodge tried to maul my child.



Kidding. It was a only a love bite.

Happy Christmas Eve's eve!