Christmas at church 2021

As the mom and I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way it is so frustrating to never get the good picture! I take amazing pictures of my kid with other people all the time posed and candid. They’re special and priceless to me. So imagine the frustration I felt when we are ready to go to the Christmas service at church and this is what I get!  

Now the quality / light of the photo of my kid with her dad is not great but she’s not screaming 

I was so upset and Dane tried to take this pic but we all know how men take pictures they just click the button and don’t put much thought into angles or background and he said her name like she was in trouble or something to get her to look so I get these 

So off to church we go both in terrible moods after snapping at each other not even wanting to go anymore. I was furious why do the things so important to me always get ruined (pics, church service. Similar incident last year) I thought to myself “I’m gonna stop trying next year I won’t put is through this we just won’t go” we get there and walk in 20 minutes late because I was mistaken about what time it started. But they are in the middle of singing amazing grace and there’s beautiful trees and lights and table set up for communion and Pastor Doug spoke about falling short in different areas of our lives our friendships our community our relationship/ prayer time. & that was all I needed to bawl through the rest of the song. So no cookie cutter perfect picture this year, just me and my family in the middle of church with mascara coming down my face! 

About halfway through she was done. But we got to participate in communion. We went to the lobby with her and she was all over the place but looked beautiful in her dress 

I’m too busy mama no pictures 

We ended up leaving since it was getting late and had a nice dinner at southern comfort kitchen 

Countdown to Christmas begins ❤️ I get worked up on holidays and special occasions about the matching outfits and perfect pictures because I want her to look back and see what a beautiful childhood she had. But I’m pretty sure when she looks back those aren’t the things she’ll remember anyways.