Photobomber

A few weeks ago I decided we were long overdue to get some updated family pictures. I found a great photographer, kinda/sorta coordinated our clothes (hey, we all had on jeans and some shade of green), and got us all ready. Getting Jason and Carter clean and ready at the same time is like herding cats so I really felt like I was killing it as we started our pictures.

Everything was going well, we had taken a few pictures in various locations, and I felt confident we had all managed to have real smiles and look at the camera at the same time at least once or twice. We were wrapping things up when Timbit went strolling by, taking in the activities. Our photographer saw him and just knew he would be the perfect addition to our family pictures. Jason looked like he was going to have a heart attack, I was trying to think of a way to politely pass on this idea, and Carter lit up like a Christmas tree, very pleased with this suggestion. Like any parent I like to see my child happy, so Timbit was brought out of the pasture and included in the family photos. Ewen was too busy chasing birds to be bothered with pictures.

I think Timbit’s slogan in life is “everywhere you don’t want me to be,” be it leaving his pasture to go to a different one or inserting himself into the family photo album. Timbit has a way of appearing out of nowhere and making things about him. I guess it is all part of his “charm.”

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My expression is something like “I’m smiling but I can’t believe I find myself trying to be happy about this.” Jason’s expression is more direct, I love how his mouth is basically a straight line in a very forced, not well faked smile; “I’m not even really trying to smile because I can’t right now.” On the other hand Carter and Timbit look perfectly happy with the situation.