Some of the best moments aren't planned and are right in your own backyard, or so they say. Yesterday was school picture day for the littlest. She wore a darling white spring dress covered by a denim jacket and wore her hair down. For the older two, it was just a regular school day. While out running errands, I found this adorable Easter hat on a whim. I wasn't looking for one which was the best part, but couldn't pass it up either. I don't mind matching my girls and buying items in sets of two, but I only bought one hat. I figured it was bound to fit one of them and we just didn't need the other. You know, a fifty-fifty chance that at least one of them would like it (and hopefully the one it fit) ...
Fast forward to later that day while was cooking dinner, I noticed the hat sitting on the counter so I glanced outside. The sun was beginning to set and I eyed a patch of blossoming bushes in our backyard. I took the little one out and asked her if she would stand in a spot where I pointed and smile. She did! That NEVER works. Then I asked her to make a few funny faces and just snapped in between which is how I caught that adorable candid of her laughing that I never want to forget!
I came back inside within five minutes completely happy with what I had accomplished. Dare I push my luck and try this with another child? This is a daunting task. Most times I will gladly settle for two out of three kids smiling if they're in the same photo. Generally I'm happy if I can capture one great photo of only one of my kids. Expecting pictures of all three is pretty much MISSION IMPOSSIBLE.
I asked my middle daughter for a favor (this time I told her I'd let her have a second cookie), and she happily obliged. We were in and out in less than five minutes which was record time. Normally it's a bunch of me pleading outside just hoping to get one. O-N-E.
So, I thought I would really push my luck. I ran upstairs and grabbed a shirt for my oldest and told him that he only had to fasten the first few buttons (he hates any kind of button down shirt with a passion). Again, we were in and out in about five minutes. Did that really just happen? Did I somehow manage without some super great strategy and insane amount of bribery and planning to capture awesome photos of all of my babies? I knew it. I knew that I had captured at least one great shot of EACH of them. Did I already say that NEVER happens? And if I expect it to happen, it's just a complete recipe for disaster.
Maybe they're getting old enough where we've turned a corner? It couldn't be. I'm going to call this a happy accident. A fluke. Or maybe my kids just reeeeally love me? Um, yeah ...
Whatever it was, the stars aligned by happenstance. Unscripted perfection and beauty in my own backyard. I am one happy Momma.