Did you know that behind every good picture, there are about 300 bad ones?
That's a statistic I just made up, but I'm sure there has to be some truth to it, right?
But sometimes the best pictures are the ones that have that added bit of "real" life. Like when Little Miss was about 9 months old I dressed her up all cute and took some pictures. And my favorite shots happened at the end of the shoot when she decided to do this:
and of course the inevitable happened:
And what Christmas isn't complete without a picture of an adorably dressed child having a complete meltdown, like Emily's little Kimi:
And I once took a whole photo shoot of pictures with my three kids when Jace was having his "aversion to Little Miss" syndrome, because he thought her bald but kind of hairy head was so incredibly disgusting he couldn't even look at her.
Then a few years ago we went to Holiday World with our crew (although we were two kids less) and took a lovely group photo. So happy and fun. . .
Until you examine it closer:
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Uncle Troy: "This is not my kid"
Little Mack Attack: "This is not my mother. Or father. Or brother."
And sometimes, it's perfectly normal to give up and do a face plant during picture time.
And just when you think you've got that perfect shot,
you notice the kid making the duck face.
But the ones I love looking through the best are when we dress all the cousins up with a certain theme and take about three or four hundred pictures of them hoping hoping hoping to get one decent one. And that's when my statistic from before has to be true. Because last year we got this one:
But most of them looked something like this:
And after switching the head of one of the kids (I won't say which one), I got this picture of my three that I love:
When the rest of the pictures looked like this:
When we were together this year we tried again with a fifties theme. You can tell that Mack Attack is beyond thrilled. . .
But the real problem was the mobile babies who wouldn't stay put:
And then there was B-man who pretty much had me in tears of laughter as I looked through the pictures. He was trying so so hard to smile nice. . .
Until finally you can see that he had given up on thinking there would ever be joy in his life again.
Anyway the best picture from that fun adventure is yet to be determined. . . but we'll be sure to share it with you when we finally find it!
