I have beautiful children. I really do. I also have photogenic
children. I know I am probably a bit biased on both of these statements, but most
mothers are, and most mothers are absolutely right that their children are both
beautiful and extremely photogenic.
Well, I will admit my kids are photogenic, until, of course, you point a
camera at them – more specifically when that lens is one of a professional
photographer. Then they just look like they are in pain.
For the first time this year, my son had his picture taken
at school. On “picture day” we talked about how he would smile (happy,
relaxed), I had him practice how he was going to smile and as we waited in line
for the photographer I had him practice a couple more times. He wasn't sad or nervous
when he went up on the little platform, he jumped right up there. Then the photographer
had him say cheese and this half smile/half grimace came over his face. Click.
So yeah, he has a beautiful smile, one that can light up a
room, but for the remainder of this year the 8x10 that is hanging in our living
room will show him looking like he's in distress.
That’s how it goes I guess. I am sure many parents out there
have similar stories of smiles gone bad. They do grow out of it as I have recently
found out from my oldest. They then
however, start into a new phase. The I-want-to-make-a-goofy-face-in-every-picture-I’m-in
phase. That or put bunny ears on their brother or sister.
While the oldest is making faces and the boy is looking like
he is smiling through pain, the youngest doesn't want to be photographed at all.
I have several pictures of her literally escaping the picture and others where
she won’t even look at the camera. When I do get her look at
the camera I end up getting one of those super cheesy grins, with all the teeth
showing and eyes squeezed shut.
Better than nothing I guess. It’s still cute. Pictures of
all of my children looking at the camera and smiling nicely are few and far
between these days.
I would like to get some three year pictures taken of my youngest
(since she turned three almost a month ago), but I must admit I'm hesitant. I
have taken her to one of those places where they take a million pictures of
your kid and then try to sell you 15 different poses in various sizes, plus a
calendar, cards and of course the CD with every one of the million pictures
they took of your adorable tot. All for the low, low price of … well let’s just
say lots more money than I want to pay. I don’t need 200 pictures of my child.
I love her, but come on that’s just getting obnoxious.
The only upside of those places for me, is that when it
comes around the viewing the million and half pictures they took of my little
darling, only about two are really any good. The photographers don’t even
pressure me into the CD – then know the number of duds that are in there.
So we’ll give it a go with the new three-year-old. After
all, I had three year pictures taken of the other two so I know I should.
Who knows, she may just surprise me.
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