I don’t take a lot of professional photos of of my kids. I know many of you do because I see them on Facebook. And they look gorgeous.
But we don’t do it because we take some pretty good photos on our own and because I immediately get anxious the minute a professional photographer is hired.
Will the kids cooperate? Will they stay clean? Will everyone smile? Will anyone start to cry? Will my arms look weird? Will my hair suddenly frizz and end up looking like this..
And the last time we took family photos, my two oldest daughters absolutely refused to smile and well, the twins didn’t exactly turn it on either. So I smiled extra hard for all of them!
But we were on the Jersey shore this weekend with all of Rick’s family and my mother in law wanted to take professional photos on the beach. Which sounded like it could be amazing. My fingers were crossed.
As soon as we got out there, 6 year old Harlowe started crying. Because she apparently can’t take the professional photo pressure either.
In fact, in one shot, I had to crouch down in the background so I could hold her hand while she got her picture taken.
Then it was time to for my sister in law’s family to get their photo done. And the photographer told them to climb on top of each other’s backs. Seriously. There was a lot of accidental hair pulling and near strangulation.
Yes, that’s my husband Rick holding them up.
I wonder if his bum will make the final cut? This seems a little crazy, right?
Apparently, these professionals know what they are doing.
And yes, my hair frizzed. And yes, not everyone liked their arms or the fact that they were sometimes squinting or their pants got wet in the waves. But who cares. Because we got this…