Christmas pictures. When some people hear this phrase they feel excited as they anticipate taking family pictures and choosing from a variety of lovely photos. When I hear this phrase, I feel…slight dread. You see, I am a twin mom of two toddler boys. Getting two energetic little guys to stay still, smile, and pose for an indefinite amount of time is nothing short of mission impossible.
Still, I put my best foot forward and decided to do a portrait studio this year if only for time’s sake. My favorite picture takers are my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, who typically take our Christmas pics but I decided to give them a break since my SIL is preggers. So, off we went.
On the way up, JoJo was in a bit of a mood. “This was a bad idea, wasn’t it?” I asked my husband as we drove along, regret lacing my tone. He shrugged in resignation and sighed, “We’ll see.” When we got to the place, all was going well it seemed. Both boys were playing with some of the toys left out and having a good time. TOO good of a time, I started to notice.
“Um, do you think it’s going to be easy to get them out of this section to take pics?” I asked my husband nervously.
“I don’t know…” his voice trailed off unsure. Uh-oh.
So off I went in search of reinforcements. I.E. bribery tools, I.E. candy. After I purchased some favorites, it was our turn. Immediately, Josiah wasn’t having it. He started to cry and my hopes of an easy picture session were dashed. The more we tried to get him to smile, the worse it became. I went in for the reinforcements, grabbing the jelly beans and offering them up as a token of peace in exchange for pictures. Here’s the thing – Josiah didn’t want to let go of the jelly beans. So he didn’t. So they were in literally the majority of our pictures because we’ve learned early what battles to fight and knew this wasn’t one of them.
Josiah – One.
Parents – Zero.
Meanwhile, Micah was striking a pose like he was David Beckham, being a complete ham for the camera.
Nonetheless, the pictures appropriately captured what being a twin parent of three years old is like and overall, I’m happy. We did get some pretty good ones! But I had to laugh because of expectations vs. reality. Here’s what I expected….
Here’s what actually happened:
Here were my expectations…
Here’s what reality delivered.
Thank goodness we can laugh about it! Here’s to another Christmas session checked off the list.
And here are some of the solid ones:
Until we meet again, photographers.