I take my baby boy to the studio to get his picture taken every month as close to the 9th as I can. The last 2 months, I had the same photographer, who had the hardest time getting him to smile! So, this month, I decided to just take the pictures of him myself. I waited until the sun was going down, made sure he had a full belly and enough sleep, and took him out in the backyard. I was armed with a toy, my camera, and my wonderful mommy powers. I know his very favorite songs, and the funny voices that will make him look at me in adoration. But none of that mattered. Once I had him in the great outdoors, sitting in the most interesting of grass, he was totally sidetracked with God's creations and hardly noticed my cute little songs and I were even there. Long story short, I took him out twice overall this week. I clicked just over 60 photos. The second day wasn't planned as a photo shoot, but since he looked so adorable I had to leave him in the care of his sister for a few seconds and run in to get the camera. I was able to get a few more keepers the second day. A big part of that is because I had the help of his sister, who I positioned behind me.So, will I take his picture next month. Oh, undoubtedly! But it won't be his "monthly" photo. I'll leave that to others. Why? Mostly because I already know that it's going to be impossible to choose between all these pictures I took. I'm already envisioning several pages with a collage of pictures taken those 2 days. Yawning, making his angry face as he pulls out the grass, (he was mimicking me pulling weeds. He thought that was the funniest thing!) leaning to look around me at his sister, his serious expression as he looked at the world...yeah, I think this is going to be more expensive than Penny's.
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