As you know, I love pictures. So when I get the opportunity to have someone else take the pictures for me, I jump on it. The community organization in my town offers a fall photo shoot with a professional photographer so of course I sign up for it each fall so we can get our one "professional" family photo each year. Every year, as we are wrestling children to put on their clothes, smile for the camera, and give us "just 15 minutes" I wonder why the heck we are putting ourselves through this. This year was no different. Our photo shoot was at 9am on Saturday morning so we had to wake up and start moving. As we were rushing to get everyone in their outfits, Will was having a meltdown over the outfit he had to wear. The pants were to tight...too scratchy...the shirt was too big. Jack was freaking out over the sweater and throwing it around yelling that it was "yucky". Sara fortunately put on her clothes with no issue but was walking around the madness trying to figure out what to do next.
Eric looked at me and asked why were were doing this. I was stressed...he was stressed and the kids were obviously not happy. But somehow we managed to get everyone dressed and out the door. Will somehow did a 360 and was all smiles for the camera. Jack wouldn't smile no matter what the photographer said or did. And Sara wouldn't stand still long enough to let the photographer take a picture of her. I was fairly certain we weren't going to get any decent picture out of the session but we tried.
I just received the pictures yesterday and once I looked at the picture, I knew all the stress was worth it. While the "before" was not pretty. The "after" was so worth it. Having a family photo to look back at in future years is what we will remember...not all the craziness involved in getting us to this point. I will go through the stress, the crying, and the yelling in order to get a memory like this.....