People always say that they wish they could get their kids to sit still for photos and they wonder how I do it with The Dudes.
Well, me too, and I don’t.
They never sit still for photos.
They never do what I ask them to.
And they always screw up the perfect photo visions I have in my mind with their being kidness and junk.
But, guess what.
It doesn’t matter, they never will, and I think I kinda like it.
I may yell a lot when I’m taking pictures of their wiggly, giggly, fidgety selves, but that’s just because I’m a yeller.
I like that the photos of them always capture their true essence; their natural selves, and usually what they come up with is 100 times better than what I envisioned.
I’m just not imaginative enough to accomplish by trying what they accomplish by mistake.
#3 proved it last week when I forced him into a sorta clean, way-too-small, button up shirt for Valentine’s Day photos.
I wanted him to smile sweetly, blow kisses, make a heart with his fingers. Something Valentine’s Day-ish and cute.
He did this stuff instead…
Moral of the story?
Kids are better at being themselves than they are at being who you want them to be. Oh, and they don’t listen. Not even if you yell.
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