Do you want to know a secret? When I try to take “nice” pictures of my girls I turn into a whining, pleading, bribing, yelling, exasperated mess. There is a reason that whenever you see pictures of my kids they are half naked with crazy hair and breakfast still stuck to their faces. (And not just because we spend a lot of our time that way.) Once I get them dressed and their hair done, they are on to me and are already running from the camera. It is better to catch them by surprise. But sometimes, just sometimes, I really want some pictures in which they are looking somewhat presentable. You know, like when I am contemplating sending out Christmas cards. You would think that by now I would have sibling shots down. I’ve done pictures of larger families without a problem. I’ve read all the tricks of the trade. And yet…. I don’t think I have a picture I love of all three of my girls together since Lucy and Elise were infants.
Today the sun was shining (!!!!!), nobody was sick, and we had nothing planned so I figured we should go for it. Forty minutes later we were out the door with only a few tears. We were outside for over an hour. I waited, I played, I sang songs, I gave instructions, I begged, I promised candy, I danced, I raised my voice, I bribed some more, I pleaded, and finally I just gave up. So for all those Moms who think they are the only ones who struggle to get pictures of their children — you are not alone.
Let’s end with a few good ones, just so I go to bed a little bit happier.