You know the women who take their kids in to get photographed regularly and who have yearly family photos that go out with the Christmas cards?
I’m not one of those women.
I have tons of candid shots, but as for getting everyone in for studio shots? Nah. Not so much.
I am blessed to have the world’s most wonderful photographer as a close friend. Brigitte is married to Max, who went to cub scouts with my husband. She is uber fabulous and she makes me look GORGEOUS with her camera. If there is a great photo on this blog 8 times out of 10, Bridgy shot it. If you live in the Cache Valley area, I highly recommend her.
Bridgy has taken to giving me a photo shoot for Christmas or birthdays and I love it. Usually it is just me and her dorking around with the camera.
Either that or doing something for my blog like telling the internet I’m pregnant.
Given the fact that I have all this lovely photography support around me, it’s down right sad that I don’t have my family shot more. In fact, our family has not had a family photo taken since the one we had right after Matthew died.
There is a lot of reason for this. Part of it is that I’m lazy as hell. Also…we were scheduled to have our family photo taken the day of Matthew’s funeral. Instead, Bridgy took photos when we buried him. This was not the photo that anyone thought we would be taken.
However, it is time. We aren’t going to replace the big portrait in our living room until the baby comes but it was just WAY past due to have some decent photos of our family taken.
So, we had a family photo shoot yesterday. It was POURING rain, so we did most of it in Bridgy’s studio but we did brave the rain to take a few outside shots. They were ok, but it was NOT ideal conditions.
The boys LOVE having their photo taken.
Bridgy took some of Jonathan and I.
It was going so well, but I couldn’t help copping a feel. ( I am sure that we are Bridgy’s most interesting clients.)
Just to let you know, the payback for groping man cleavage is harsh.
I wonder if Bridgy could edit this so that I could hang it in my living room? (Hell, I may do it anyway!)
It was a pretty quick shoot, but in the end, I think this is the one we’re going with.
I might even attempt Christmas cards this year.
(That crackling sound your hearing is hell freezing over. Just so you know.)
So, what about you? Are you a photo slacker like me or do you document your familial life responsibly and send out photos with your Christmas cards? Inquiring minds want to know.