I have, oh so ambitiously, decided to take my own family portraits this Christmas. I say that as if I have let others take them in the past. I haven’t. We don’t have any Christmas portraits. Or ANY family portraits for that matter.
Wait – we got one out in Arizona when we went out there for Thanksgiving/meet my long lost adopted sister. But that’s a different story and I don’t have a digital copy of it so why bring it up to begin with. Forgive me.
I have avoided cameras for about 7 years now. There are a few pictures out there in the universe of me that I have approved and allow to see the light of day. But not many.
I decided that it’s really sad for my kids. What if something happened to me? They may never know what I looked like.
Also – I will love the comparison ability once I shrink down to 1/2 of a current me.
So I have purchased complimentary outfits for Anslee and Ava (don’t all successful projects begin with a cash infusion? I am destined to succeed! I spent $55 on two dresses they will only wear once!) and I figure Mike and I can wing it and come up with some cranberry red tops to wear with black pants.
Now all I need is to a) find a time where all us gals can get our hair looking spiffy b) get my mom ready/willing/able to capture our glorious images with my camera and c) figure out how I want us all to sit.
You’d think it wouldn’t be such a big deal. Be there. Look pretty. Smile. Done.
I want a charming, funny, unforgettable, adorable pose that will capture the joy, love, happiness, spontaneity of my family so I can smack it on a photo card, send it out to everyone I know and have them be so amused they choose OUR card to stay on the mantel.
Look up – see that bar up there. Yup. That’s where I set it.
I’d want this one done with each of us doing one letter. Wish me luck with Ava.
If you have any amazing ideas that you don’t mind if I steal PLEASE! leave a comment, send me a message, post a link to an image. I’m on a time table here.
Apparently – Time waits for no man and I can’t reschedule Christmas just cuz I couldn’t get my act together….