My friend Laura helped me make some really fun Christmas cards a few years ago.
I was just so sick of my usual Christmas card routine: dress the kids up, try to keep them clean long enough to get a good picture, stick ’em in front of the tree, scream at them to smile at the same time, “no – not that smile…your real smile,” get frustrated, make someone cry, etc.
I desperately wanted to do something different.
So when Laura called me up one day and said, “Hey Toots, the lighting is perfect this afternoon. Meet me at that abandoned trailer up the road. I’ll bring the Beanie Weenies,” how could I say no?
I grabbed our matching PJs and a few props, tossed the kids in the car, and we were on our way.
It was so incredibly liberating to just let the kids play and be themselves. It didn’t matter if they got dirty. It didn’t matter if they weren’t all looking at the camera at the same time. It didn’t matter that we were trespassing and eating processed meat from a can. We all had a blast. (Well maybe not Bucket Head, but he was only 21 months old.)
Laura sure has a gift. Here are a few of my favorite shots from that day.
Surprisingly, none of my children have been approached by the Hanna Andersson catalog to model. Huh.
Now check out this next one. It’s an action shot.*
Look at that lighting! Love the snot rivulets. That’s not a real squirrel, by the way.*
Now imagine all these pictures and more on some sweet mama-jama matte card stock with a beautiful quote and seasonal greeting inside? Second only to my children, this card is possibly one of my finest creations. Either that, or I was overdue for a med-check.
And how was it received?
“Well, it’s different,” said a vast majority of my relatives.
Mission accomplished. (Insert evil laughter here.)
* I swear, no children or squirrels were harmed in the making of this card.