My daughter, bless her heart, always takes my grandsons to get professional Christmas photos taken. This year she was very excited as she managed to get them adorable matching “ugly” Christmas sweaters and had the highest of hopes that the pics would turn out amazingly.
With a 1 year old and a 3 year old together, confined in a 8X8 room with a backdrop, blaring lights, wrapped Christmas present props and a 25 year old male (professional) photographer…by the way, who doesn’t have kids, doesn’t want kids and after meeting my grandsons, never ever wants to even be in close proximity to kids…what could possibly go wrong!
My daughter went onto describe how the photo session started off well then went downhill faster than an Olympic skier winning the gold medal. The youngest was taking flying leaps at the $10,000 backdrop while the oldest was sure all the wrapped present props were gifts Santa had left him and started unwrapping them all. Needless to say the photographer was less than impressed and after 5 minutes of shear bedlam and fiasco driven frenzy he indicated that perhaps they should come back another day.
Any mother in her right mind, knows that this is not an option after getting 2 kids under the age of 4 dressed, psyched, out the door, in the car and hauled into the store for pics.
She in the calmest of voices,
probably in the low tones of Linda Blair during one of her sessions in the Exorcist, screamed…..Take the Picture!…..
This is her Family Christmas photo…..love it, one of my favourite.
This picture is now on America’s most wanted profiles.