The Glamorous Life . . .

Children's picture places . . . I don't know how these places can employ people without offering some sort of therapy. There is always running and yelling and crashing of something going on. Flash! Flash! Flash! "Waaaaahhhhh!" begins to cry the 2 year old because he wants the ball now. I cover Kenna's ears and tell her that the boy is crying because he hurt his toe. And like magic . . . these photographers and "stimulizers" (that's what I'll call the people who hop around the photographer and try to get the kid(s) to smile) jockey for position to capture just the perfect pose . . . you know, the one that makes you forget what a little hellion you've got because they look so cute and innocent in the photo. It's a split second in time when the child simply looks pure. The cynic in me can't help but to think of Fight Club the movie with Brad Pitt and Ed Norton. If you look closely at the beginning of the movie, Brad Pitt (Tyler Durton) who plays the mischievious alter ego makes flash appearances here and there. I look around at these kids and I can see the flashes of little Tylers here and there. Goodness gracious!



Fortunately, Kenna's a good kid. She has realized that she can holler to get attention. We'll have to work on that, but for the most part she really is good. I thought it would be nice to dress her up for pictures. She barely fit into the dress I bought (whew!) although for a moment I thought I might have to cut it off her. Side note: they should make the zippers go down further on the back. She wore the locket from her Grandma McConville, the bracelet she got from her Great-Grandma McConville and the diamond ring from Matt and I. Yes, I know my kid has alot of bling! My favorite picture is with her eating her hands. It looks great in black and white! Less than a year old and she has more pictures than I have in my lifetime . . . ah the glamorous life!