The difference between five kids and eight:
I took this photo Saturday morning. I took five takes in all. All were good. Everyone was looking. Almost all of the photos had everyone smiling.
The rest of the kids joined us. I took another try at the family photo. I took 42 photos of the eight. This was the best one.
The worst is hard to choose. 
Funny faces, eyes closed, looking away, and one dear child who apparently felt gravity calling and grabbed onto the nearest child for stability. For fifteen frames worth. It all had me cracking up.
I’m not sure what the moral of this story is. Bigger hale bales and move little ones to the front?!
Hahaha! Cute pics! It is hard to get 8 adults all looking at the same time.