Traditionally, a first birthday would mean a trip to the local photo studio for some pictures.
Well, I have backdrops and studio lights and a camera, oh my, so tomorrow in our house is going to be Photo Day. Time to capture some portraits for the sake of humanity, or nostalgia, or something. Oh, dear.
Not that I don’t love taking pictures of my kids. I do! But we’re at a stage that is in a word, challenging in that respect. Jake’s all mobile and walking everywhere now (barely a crawl in sight these days, sigh) and Lane is… well, Lane. She’s contrary just for the sake of it, you tell her to smile and she hides her face, you tell her not to smile and she beams. You try to get her to get next to her brother for a picture and she puts him in a headlock — granted, her intentions are noble, but it’s a headlock nonetheless, and he hates it, as most folks are apt to dislike such restraint.
I’m going to make an effort during the day, while Frank’s at work (assuming he goes in, given our current WINTER STORM WARNING in effect for like, all of tomorrow). Generally I’m patient about the photo-taking process when there’s an assistant around, like Frank or a grandparent. If Frank won’t be around I’ll be winging it on my own, and that makes it much more challenging, which I find tests my patience more than normal.
We’ll be at home, though, so I can take it slowly, and be patient to get the good shots. We can take breaks, have snacks. Just keep your fingers crossed for us!