Family Pictures

I am pretty sure we can all agree that the event of taking family pictures is a dreaded one for good reason. It's so exciting to plan where you are going to take the pictures, what you are going to wear in those pictures, how your hair is going to done perfectly, what beautiful smiles each of your children will have as the camera shutter snaps. I am also pretty sure that we can all agree that nothing ever goes as we plan. The location that I picked was supposed to have an open dirt road leading right to the barn. The dirt road was NOT supposed to have a locked gate. The couch was supposed to be easily unloaded out of the truck right onto the concrete. It was NOT supposed to be hoisted over the locked gate and carried across the fields of goat's heads to the concrete. Cannon was supposed to get a good nap right until picture time so he'd be in his best mood. He was NOT supposed to scream hysterically, to the point that his face was red and splotchy. Ella was going to look her best in her tiered layered dress. She was NOT supposed to fall down the slide at the park and skin her chin. Well, Cannon screamed, Ella had a scraped chin and the fall air at sunset was colder than expected. By the end of the "session" Cannon was shivering from the cold. I remembered that with Menke's disease, patients have hypothermia problems and their bodies have a hard time regulating body temperature. How could we forget? Oh yeah- because we are still learning. Well, we hurried to the car and turned on the heat as we carried the couch back to the truck. When we got home, Cannon was still shivering so I swaddled him in two blankets and held him in the kitchen where the crock pot and the oven were on to try and warm him up. He finally stopped shivering and fell asleep. Now that picture taking has come and gone all we are hoping for is one good shot. Just one. Just one that is better than the only family shot we have- the photo booth picture. I think we did. Thanks, Erin for your patience. You were awesome! I owe you!