Irresistible Sunflower Field

I'm kind of rubbish when it comes to family pictures... okay I kind of struggle with taking pictures in general. For some reason, I either forget to pull out the camera altogether or it just seems like so much trouble so I think to myself  "It's okay... I'm sure I'll remember this moment without a picture. How could I forget something as great as this?" Of course, I always regret that thought and since I have some really fabulous examples of good picture-taking (that's you, sisters and dad), I feel really lame when we look at their pictures later and I have to ask them for a copy of the pictures they've taken of me and my family... That's one ambition that I'd like to realize as I get better about blogging... maybe it will encourage me to take pictures.

But back to family pictures. I am completely green with envy over the beautiful family pictures I see on others' blogs and on facebook. Yet still I struggle. The work of finding/buying clothes that look good together, scheduling and paying a photographer, coordinating our schedule to fit with said photographer's schedule, and keeping kids happy and smiling through pictures just seems like so much. Oh and then there's the limitations of the weather and lighting so that I just end up giving up before I begin.

But on our way to St George on Friday we drove by the most beautiful field of sunflowers and thought it would be a good idea to try for some good pictures.

Yeah, we got some:

They're flawed, but the kids look pretty cute.


But we also didn't get some:

 Why are we standing so far apart?

Why are we squinting like that?
Oh. Because we slept through our alarm and the sun was already too high to get good pictures.

What is Cameron looking at?

Why are newborns so so so hard to get good pictures of?

Why do babies cry?

Lessons learned:

Just hire a photographer, already.
Wake up when the alarm goes off.

We'll see if next time is any better. On the bright side, the sunflowers were really, really beautiful.