A Photographer is Coming

We flew to Washington to in July.

My mom said, “You don’t have to do anything. Seriously, totally going to be about pool time and relaxing.”

“Great, that’s all we want.” I said.

Then she said, “And just one thing, there is photographer coming Thursday night to take pictures.”

It became a bit of a running joke. My sister and I are easy going and willing to do just about anything mom asks, but neither of us are what you’d call at ease in front of a camera. Luckily the photographer that my mom had come over was a genius when it came to making us all but forget she was snapping away. Her name is Jen, if you are ever in WA state call her.

This is us looking happy and just delighted with life. We were and that it’s preserved here almost makes me cry.

“I just want my children and family in one place,” she always says. We were and she beamed.

“Now with Sean, Sean should be in here.” He joined and brought shenanigans.

She said, “Get the girls in the pool.” Done

Papa said, “Ok, girls, come with me. I have an idea.” He blew their minds.

“Amanda and Sean, get Amanda and Sean.”

She took a few different shots of us & said, “Great, got it!” We started to walk toward the deck, he pulled me close. “I love you.”

“Are you? You are aren’t you? Fine, you’re coming too,” I warned as he pulled me toward the pool. He shrieked & started to fall.

We kept falling.

We went in.

The girls joined us.

It was the perfect thing! Thanks Jen, mom, Papa, and Ab.