Too bad "holiday" and "family pictures" have to be in the same sentence. At least that is my understanding as of this week! Throw a toddler in the mix and you've got a recipe for disaster. Okay, maybe "disaster" is a bit harsh, but when the photographer has exhausted the phrase "Okay, let's try something else," you know he's praying for an extra dose of patience. True, they are probably seasoned with children of all ages, but methinks a 2-year-old just might be one of the most trying ages. My first mistake was pulling out the favored "Mr. Bear" within the first few minutes. Snapping photos was a breeze... until we wanted one without Mr. Bear. Needless to say, the following 50 minutes were a series of whimpers for the bear that had mysteriously disappeared. And it doesn't help when both Tom and I are continually remembering the hourly rate we're paying for Ian to display a laugh or even a desperate little smile that has yet to appear. We have yet to lay our eyes on any of the images resulting from that dismal day, but our hopes are that the memories captured will be priceless.
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