I have a confession to make: I LOST 5 POUNDS We have never had a family photo taken.
I totally lost five pounds too, but that’s not what this is about, I just had to throw that out there, so you would know that I am still putting in work on my back boobies.
Anyway, our family-picture-less existence is shameful and embarrassing to admit. Being a family photographer who goes around proselytizing to others about the significance of capturing your family together in a professional photo, I’m sort of a do-as-I-say-not-as-I-do liver.
Despite my reluctance to admit it out loud in writing, the truth of the matter is that we have never, in our current state as a family of 5, had a family photo taken.
This, was the last time we had anything like a professional photo done (and it’s hideous because it was at that mall photo place that I can’t stand)…
It’s pre-kid #3. My face is still pregnancy wide. And, it was such a horrifying experience that I decided to become a photographer immediately following this we’ve never paid for a photo (outside of school or sports) since this day. We’re traumatized I guess.
And, it’s time to get over it.
Every time I sit and think (which, mind you isn’t often, but still), I mean really pause to think and watch and listen, I can see my Dudes changing. They are growing, inside and outside. The way they smile, the way their eyes light up at new discoveries, their jokes, their laughs, their everything; it’s changing.
And, I want to save a little of that.
Sure, I photograph them every single day (if you follow me on Instragram, you know it. If you don’t you better get on that; I’m dumbmom over there). Them alone. Them together. Them being silly, and serious, and quiet, and loud. Okay, not quiet, they are never quiet. But I take pictures of them, as they are, constantly.
Just not of US.
I want to look back and see them with me; laughing at with me, playing with me, being my kids, with me. I want to have those photos to help me remember what WE were like together.
Plus, I need some wall art. And, I really want someone to edit me pretty.
And, I’m rambling because someone needs to help me convince Dumb Dad. And find something to wear.
I always tell my clients to pick something colorful. Not matching, but coordinated. Something comfortable, and chic, and filled with personality. It’s so easy when I am busy deciding for someone else!
I LOVE this dress for some reason. I would probably wear tights with it, because my legs personality looks better in tights.
And, I would like The Dudes to wear hats in one. Because hats are cool and they like them.
And, I want there to be a tire swing and a farm house, burnt sienna preferably, and a long dirt path with trees on both sides.
Probably this is never gonna happen.
But, just in case lets talk more about what I’m going to wear…
Thoughts? On the clothing? My weight loss? I mean, um, anything?