Everyday before the afternoon nap I read from a book that Liz gave Nori and Charlie called Give Me Grace. As I just wrote the book title, I am reminded that I have written about the book before and perhaps that the book was more for me than it was for Nori and Charlie. It is a book of daily prayers but they are more meditative than bible banging. Today’s prayer asks to “give me gladness, give me grace.” Some days I do have to ask for it, but today I just have it. Those are the best days.
I did not have much grace last weekend at The Picture People, at least not on the first day. On Saturday morning we propped up Nori and Charlie along with Tyler, and Ryan in dozens of poses-individual, together, the cousins, Tyler with his mom and dad-all the while suffering near the malodorous photographer. (It is a miracle that Ryan did not point out her offensive smell.) It was only a 45 minute photo shoot but in baby time that can seem like days-mostly because I was holding my breath (helpful skill near the photographer) in an effort to somehow hold off any crying or bowel movements. Afterwards, Bryan and I made a quick exit to feed the babies in the mall. I feel like every time we have to feed them somewhere besides home we are brought right back to that rest stop in Jacksonville. It’s like one step out from our routine and we lose all of our baby management skills. So, while we tried to feed the babies in the “lounge” area in front of Sears (maybe it was the vinyl that brought me back to Jacksonville) Amanda came over to let us know that we had no pictures. I think I blanked out while she explained the cause but I recall the words corrupted file, no memory card, or odor contamination. After we got over the disbelief, we sent Bryan in to negotiate our compensation-those skills, luckily, were still in tact. We were scheduled for Sunday morning at 9:40 am with their best photographer. We just hoped that she showered.
Sunday morning came and we tried to face it with a new attitude. Our photographer smelt a little like the Marlboro man but is was a big improvement from the day before. We felt like she took fewer shots but we were just hoping for one good one. Three hours and too much money later-we walked out with our baby glamour shots. Something about those smiles in those glossy pics made all the irritation melt away. Grace, indeed.
I did not have much grace last weekend at The Picture People, at least not on the first day. On Saturday morning we propped up Nori and Charlie along with Tyler, and Ryan in dozens of poses-individual, together, the cousins, Tyler with his mom and dad-all the while suffering near the malodorous photographer. (It is a miracle that Ryan did not point out her offensive smell.) It was only a 45 minute photo shoot but in baby time that can seem like days-mostly because I was holding my breath (helpful skill near the photographer) in an effort to somehow hold off any crying or bowel movements. Afterwards, Bryan and I made a quick exit to feed the babies in the mall. I feel like every time we have to feed them somewhere besides home we are brought right back to that rest stop in Jacksonville. It’s like one step out from our routine and we lose all of our baby management skills. So, while we tried to feed the babies in the “lounge” area in front of Sears (maybe it was the vinyl that brought me back to Jacksonville) Amanda came over to let us know that we had no pictures. I think I blanked out while she explained the cause but I recall the words corrupted file, no memory card, or odor contamination. After we got over the disbelief, we sent Bryan in to negotiate our compensation-those skills, luckily, were still in tact. We were scheduled for Sunday morning at 9:40 am with their best photographer. We just hoped that she showered.
Sunday morning came and we tried to face it with a new attitude. Our photographer smelt a little like the Marlboro man but is was a big improvement from the day before. We felt like she took fewer shots but we were just hoping for one good one. Three hours and too much money later-we walked out with our baby glamour shots. Something about those smiles in those glossy pics made all the irritation melt away. Grace, indeed.
4 comments:
OMG - beautiful babies, beautiful photos!!! Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving!! The photos are great!
What a great story - I am so glad we can laugh about it now!!!
Oh, they are too, too beautiful! Sorry you had to go through all that for these gorgeous pictures...but in the end I know they are worth it!
XOXO
Christine
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