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Practice what you Preach: Let the Big Butts fly and the eye bags lie...

  
You know I hardly ever meet a family who says, "We take pictures every year, let's do this. Line us up and get it over with." We don't think about it that way. As moms we lead the way to picture land and Dads sort of fall in line like they do when you hand them your purse outside the dressing room at Macy's. IF they are so lucky to be tagging along with you that day. They do it for you. Yes, yes, I've had Dad's who love photography and initiate the shoot. And some that are very in to it. I mean this dad did this... and I wanted to give him a big ole smack on the lips.. how inappropriate.. but true.

I live for these shoots. I've got one coming up as soon as the trees stop looking like something out of a bad Stephen King teleplay. But that's not really what I wanted to talk about. What I wanted to say is.....yes?....

The other day I heard Mariama say. "You won't find mom in many of the pictures." Grace and I were looking through a big envelope for 5x7's to put in a cool frame that I found up in here in Cincinnati.
Grace was pulling all the hilariously 80's and 90's and even some from the 2000's aside to show her.
So they could guffaw.. that's cool.. get it all out...
Inside I said to myself, well this has got to stop. Let the big butt fly. Let the eye bags lie..
Be in the damn pictures Robin. Get some pictures made.  And I cry out to my fellow moms. Quit putting it off. Get the pictures and put them on the wall and then look at them everyday. Trust me you will be glad you did. I'm going to do it this summer, I've decided. The Dodd's first major photo shoot as a family. PREACH. 
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