This one is for Donna over at Quiet Life. A while back, Donna challenged moms to get in the photo! She reminded us that we need to have pictures of ourselves even if we don’t like what we see. Our kids already know what we look like. Grin. I felt properly chastised. I have very few pictures of myself with my boys. The few I have I don’t care for.Donna shared her photo strip from the booth at the mall. I can’t tell you how many times the boys climb in the photo booth while we are on our way somewhere else, important, I’m sure. I grab them and drag them along, telling them to stop dawdling. After Donna’s post I was determined to stop and actually get photos taken the next time we were at the mall.Do you know how hard it is to get four people (particularly with three squirmy boys) stuffed in the photo booth, read the directions, have everyone show up in the picture, and get everyone (little boys, again) to look at the camera rather than the photo screen? I don’t know what I pushed, but at some point the directions changed to Spanish, so all the count-downs were not in English. That was particularly humorous.Any way you look at it, we made a memory. And it was fun. And we have something to show for it.
I’ll be looking for more opportunities to Get In the Photo! with my boys.