This morning the girls and I had an appointment to have portraits taken. It seemed like a good idea at some point. I can’t remember when.
We decided that we would coordinate our outfits by wearing red, white, and/or blue. The outfits were picked out the night before and everyone was happy. This morning, I left the girls in their PJs while I got ready. Then, 30 minutes before we needed to leave, the TV was turned off and the girls herded upstairs for teeth-brushing and dressing. The eldest had issues with her shoes (not especially surprising but still frustrating for me). Then the youngest decided she had to get her dress off...yesterday. Fortunately, I had a back-up outfit for her. But maybe I was tempting fate, since her t-shirt read , “Lil Firecracker.”
We managed to get the pictures of all 3 of us first. Then I wanted shots of the sisters. Well, that sort of happened. Then, it was time for L'il Sis to have her close-up. She ran around, turned her back to the photographer, hammed it up, bared her teeth and grimaced when told to smile, ran some more laps. Even the promise of ice cream afterward if she just cooperated wasn’t enough. Toward the end, she actually said, "I. am. not. happy."
I think the photographer muttered, "We aren't, either!"
We did manage to get a few good shots but I think I lost years off my life that I will never get back.
The sad part is that EVERY time I take the girls to get portraits taken, I swear that it is the LAST time I will do so by myself. Clearly, it is a lesson I still haven’t learned. In my defense, the last time I did this was almost 3 years ago, so the memory wasn’t exactly fresh in my mind.
4 comments:
Thank goodness they are so cute. :)
I have to remind myself of that all the time.
I have about given up on the professional photography sessions. Too stressful. I do try to get at least one "frameable" shot of them together / separate every year around their birthday. It is usually out by our favorite flowering bush.
That's about all I can muster up. :)
Motherhood is such grand fun!
It is situations like this that cause me to pour a cocktail when I return home!
We had a similar situation with the church photographer and Junior Mayhem.
No one was happy during that horrific adventure!
You gotta post the ham photos of Claire!
This reminds me of when we tried to get pictures of all 6 grandchildren for my parents. Damn near made me suicidal.
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