When will I learn that it is not advisable to bring three two-year olds in to have their pictures professionally taken? Obviously, not yesterday, since that's when I made the appointment for today.
I thought it would be nice to have a professional portrait taken of all four children so that we could include it with the birth announcement I have yet to send out.
Similar to our last photo-going experience, the kids did fine for about two minutes and then they all started climbing in different directions. Unlike our last photo-going experience, my demeanor this time around wasn't nearly as pleasant. Probably because this time around, I was only going off of four hours of sleep from the night before and I was frustrated that our toddlers kept dropping their 7-week old baby brother. Fortunately, they were only sitting on the ground, so the fall was no more than 3-inches.
While the photographers were trying to cajole our children with various props, I promised them ice cream cones if they'd be good and sit still for a nice picture.
When that didn't work, I started threatening them with TIME OUT if they didn't sit still and stop touching and licking every.single.thing.
Including the lens on the camera.
I really didn't expect that Elizabeth would jump up and down and yell "Yay Mommy!! I want ME in time out!!"
So if the photography experience was bad for me ... if time out was a better proposition ... than the photography experience was just as grueling for the children. Clearly, my expectations for our little children's ability to sit still and follow simple directions are way too high.
Hopefully, the next time I am struck with the desire to bring all of our children in to have their pictures professionally taken ... I will at least be prepared with nail polish remover (in case William's toes are still painted red) and coordinated outfits that don't make it look like we rode in on a tractor.
I also hope that I won't be foolish enough to think that I can cut their hair in a straight line. Because if they can't sit still for a picture, they certainly can't sit still when I'm coming after them with scissors and an electric clipper.
Unfortunately, I was reminded of that again today, too.