I should have done it weeks ago, set up a session with our photographer for our annual family pictures. A younger, more energetic version of me, who had fewer children vowed we'd do this once a year every year while the kids were growing up. But, now there is zero motivation to schedule it, plan everyone's outfits, and, of course, endure the 1 hour of torture that is getting my children to cooperate for photos!
But looking at this picture from 5 years ago, when my oldest children were 1, 3, and 5 years old, I'm really glad to have captured that moment in time! It is so fleeting! Those children are 6, 8, and 10 now. They have changed so much since then!
As much as I love that picture, I haven't forgotten the reality that day. The photographer was late (which was really unusual for her), the mosquitoes were terrible there in that little wood, my 3 year old had to go potty about 2 minutes into the photo shoot, the 5 year old got his clothes dirty sliding on his knees before the 1st picture was even taken, and there was a little gazebo that the 1 year old just wanted to run around over and over again instead of posing for pictures!
And still, I know it was worth it, every bit of wrangling those monkeys, to remember them just as they were.
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