First, I want to say happy birthday to my sister. She was one of the first followers of my blog (somewhat a requirement, I think) and I appreciate that she takes time to read every new post.
Now, on to the subject at hand; timely because I lassoed the three men in my life to dress clothes so we could get a family portrait taken. We invited the photographer to our home for the photo shoot. Needless to say, they were less than thrilled until I bribed them (something about a movie).
Since we plan to put our house on the market in the spring and my oldest will graduate from college in June, I wanted some professional shots of us in this home – for posterity. Also, it’s such a hassle to get all spiffed up (something that takes me about five times as long as the three of them combined) and then going into the wind and rain to wait in some austere setting to pose for a picture. Wouldn’t it be much more relaxing at home?
Right. I’ve always been such a positive thinker. I’m sure life will find a way to destroy that character trait before too many more years transpire.
None of them wear shirts and ties on a regular basis. They all own shirts and ties and I try to badger them into wearing them for church on Christmas and Easter. I’ve mostly failed in this for the past two years.
Being such a sneaky genius mastermind, I determined that we would start with our formal clothes. Good grief a shirt and tie is NOT formal! If I made them wear a tuxedo that would be formal wear. Anyway, we would have a family shot, the three men, the boys and the parents.
Presto change-o! Off go the “torture devices” (neck ties for all the non-male readers) and on go the jeans and sweatshirts. This is what we look like on a daily basis. It’s nice to have a realistic family portrait or two, don’t you agree? If only the weather cooperated.
I can let out a heavy sigh of relief now. It’s over. All that’s left is the ordering of the prints, selecting frames and wrapping them up as gifts for the grandparents.
Before I’m ready, I’ll be overjoyed to get a picture of my kids and grandkids for Christmas. Yeah, not too soon. Got that boys?