On Easter morning, while I took 2.5 seconds to get showered, dressed and make-up'd, I threw the kids on the couch and barked orders for Jason to get me "The Photo" of our three kids.
"A" photo is very different than "The" photo.
Examples of "A" photo: Notice clothing is either pajamas or costumes (both are staples in this house). Eyes may or may not be looking at the camera. One, or all subjects, may be crying.
All of these photos are fantastic by my standards. But none of them are "The Photo". We need one we can blow up to proudest-parents-of-cutest-kids size!!
Annnnnnnnnddddd....here are my options.....
(Elena skinned her nose and lip on the sidewalk the day previous. But we didn't let that stop us!)
The next two tell the story of Roman's life: Here, in the first photo, he looks at Elena, she looks at him and coo's his name ever so gently...
Then, just as she does every time, she cackles out a monstrous sized laugh right in his ear that scares the daylights out of him. Every. Single. Time.
Okay - we did get a couple decent ones but neither are "The Photo"
THIS! Ladies and Gentleman,
Is "THE PHOTO!"
Let me know if you want a copy ;)