We set out late Sunday afternoon with a goal: to get that ONE great shot of our kids for this year's Christmas card. We had about 20 minutes of good sunlight left in the day---we would have had an hour, but fights broke out about clothing, issues with hair, dirty diapers and general chaos...but it's all good, right?
We chose our battles and I compromised the "look" that I was going for with the kids. I wanted a picture of them all holding hands, walking towards me---but we couldn't get it. This is where I knew I should have called my photograher-friend to do this for us. What we got, though, were pictures that captured the real looks of our kids and the real imperfect(which I wouldn't trade) that is our lives.
I am still chuckling about Charlie wearing a size 2 shirt...pulled out of the closet at the last minute...he's a stubborn one.
After torturing them in the cold wind for what seemed like over an hour, we treated them to our favorite local Mexican joint. We laughed over the craziness of it all and my husband and I thoroughly enjoyed our cocktails...well-earned!:)
Have a great week...xxoo