I had the very best of intentions to take some Valentine photos of Mags, but when we buckled down and did it last week the pictures didn’t quite turn out the way I had planned. So I let them sit on my camera until today along with a bunch of other photos. When I finally loaded them onto my computer I noticed a couple things…
A handful of the pictures are super cute and adorable and make me want to marry them, but majority of them are equally cute in a rugged and kind of messier way. They tell a story too, but not one that is clean and organized.
Like the one I snapped yesterday of Maggie before she got in the bath…leftover pants from her V-Day outfit, one sock, and chubby arms to boot. Her eagerness to hop into the tub is demonstrated by her reaching towards the faucet and flowing water.
Or the pictures that still tell a story that is a bit more realistic and honest.
Like ones filled with avocado and chubby cheeks.
Check that: avocado, chubby cheeks and a booger.
At first I thought to myself that the best laid plains fail, but now I think I’m changing my tune. Capturing moments that are full of one sock, avocado-face babies are way better because those moments can’t be staged, planned or even forced. I suppose I could do without the massive booger though.
I’m still laughing from the first avocado picture. MY GOD, she’s a character!