Yesterday morning I was lying in bed listening to the clanking of dishes as Ryan and the children prepared my Mother's Day breakfast. I was enjoying the extra few minutes of solitude, thinking of those precious ones that have made me a mother when suddenly I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I realized something that made me feel very sad. You see, I haven't been very good about taking individual pictures with the kids. In fact, I couldn't even remember the last time we'd done it.
I decided right then and there I would do better. I would stop shying away from the camera and hand it off to Ryan a little more often. After church we called the kids into the family room and spent 10 minutes snapping away.
After each of the kids had a turn we tried our darndest for a group shot. Unfortunately we were all a little tired + hungry by that point. There were even some tears shed.
Are you good about taking pictures with your children? If so, share you secrets!