the truth about holiday photos.

it's that time o'year again. actually, it has been that time o'year for the past few weekends. yes, yes... it is holiday card photo time. i'm having a panic attack just thinking about it.

we started trying to get that picture perfect, uh, picture, a few weekends ago. the kids had other plans- none of which included allowing us to get a photo worth using to adorn the front of our holiday greetings. actually, rhys gave us a few nice ones- except we, in all of our infinite parenting wisdom, forgot to wash his face... thus, his very picturesque profile was smudged with, what seems to be some kind of cheesy substance. my guess? mac 'n cheese- after all, what other food is there to a 2, almost 3-year old?




we spent a good more than an hour jumping up and down and clapping and cat calling and whistling and singing and wrangling children just. to. get. that. perfect. shot. what did we get? we got closed eyes, kids trying to escape, pouting and little kids who refused to look at the camera. c and i were spent. we called it a day and tried again this past weekend.








it was us against the clock. we knew that, in order for our cards to be here in time, we had to get a picture- one good picture- on saturday. i think that we sort of succeeded... and there weren't quite as many tears as last weekend... from c and i, of course ;-)