Then Friday was picture day at school for Adeline.
So Thursday night, when we were laying out Addie's picture clothes, Millie said in a quiet, sad little voice, "Mommy, when do I get to have my pictures taken?"
It nearly broke my heart. You see, I always felt guilty making Millie a middle child.
Don't get me wrong - we wanted Tate very badly. We always wanted to have three kids. But I knew that by doing so, Millie would get stuck in the middle, and I just felt bad about that.
However, Chad was a middle child and he said it didn't really affect him. So that did ease my guilt a little. But Chad is also very easy going, so he handled that role really well.
But here we were, in one of these situations where being the middle child had caught up with her. The baby was getting his necessary one-year pictures and the oldest was getting her first school pictures. And since Millie just got her pictures taken in the spring, she wasn't really due for pictures again yet.
So Friday morning, we got Addie all dressed and ready for her pictures. And then we got Millie all dressed up for her pictures (to be taken by mommy during Tate's morning nap, of course).
Totally unprofessional, but totally fun.
So, in the end, Millie did get her pictures taken after all.
And everyone was happy.