You know the drill, the kids have got their new Christmas party clothes on and you really want a photo of them looking gorgeous, and clean, before they are covered in sweat, snot and chocolate and looking as though they’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards.
And yet even with a little help from your sister, it’s still just so hard to summon a smile.
A variety of pleading and bribery still fails to raise a smile….
“Try and look as though you like eachother!”, I say.
“A little less headlock?”….
“How about let’s see who can say cheese the loudest?”…..
“Slightly less cheese??”
“Try to think of something funny!” I told them, clutching at straws now.
“Megan poo poo pants!!” Eva blurted out, much to their amusement, and to mine as I finally got the perfect shot of my beautiful girls.