with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
Check out my Work It, Mom! profile and my blog, Dutch Blitz.
I am a photographer, so I take many (many, many) photos of my kids all year long. It was much easier to take them when they were younger, yes, but they are at an age where they know that if they give me JUST ONE good photo, they will be free to go. Their Dad has yet to learn this lesson, as evidenced by this photo that I took on a lunch date we had two weeks ago.
He hates being in the photo and getting him to agree to a nice photo (if an at all) is nearly impossible. In order to make it happen, I have to beg, barter, and plead. It’s not pretty.
This past Sunday, he suggested we take our annual family photograph about ten minutes from our house, as he’s some pretty trees with turning leaves when he’d gone hunting the morning before. We all got cleaned up, piled into the truck, and headed down the road. Not only did he suggest doing a ‘fun’ jumping shot, he bore with me as we took 57 photos (or so) of the two of us before we snapped one that I deemed to be acceptable.
(He looked great in EVERY PHOTO, for the record. I did not.)
It only happens every six months or so that he’s happy to be in the photo and, well. I guess that it’s better than him never being in the photo.
How is it in your house? Does your spouse evade the camera? Do you?
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