So, why on earth was a "simple" Saturday morning spring photo shoot with Palmer and my niece, Elle, way more exhausting?
It sounded easy on paper: My sister-in-law, Amanda, had scheduled Elle to take spring photos at the beautiful Dallas arboretum. She asked if I could bring Palmer to join for some of the shots.
Sure, I said. I'll put him in a cute outfit and that will be that, right? In FACT, this is so easy that I'll even encourage Rick to go play golf Saturday morning.
I got up at 6am in order to start getting myself and Palmer both photo ready. We were still late, by 20 minutes.
Here is my healthy breakfast, a half-eaten loaf of bread, that I kept grabbing as I happened to pass the kitchen. When did my meals begin looking like this?
Innocent me before we got started:
The arboretum is packed. Of course, it makes sense. It's the weekend before Easter and we aren't the only ones who have the great idea to hire a photographer to shoot spring shots of the kiddos.
I've decided photo shoots are no longer fun. They are now stressful. Between getting Elle to smile and Palmer not to cry, I would be surprised if the poor photographers got any good shots. Bless their hearts.
At noon, my mother asked me what I was doing for the day. I laughed and said I was too exhausted for much more.
However, Saturday was also my 30th birthday. Since we had wonderful sitters lined up, Rick and I went on our first date post-Palmer. Rick surprised me with tickets to a Mavericks playoff game. Palmer was absolutely fine with his first babysitter. I was a wreck....
Note: we weren't as hard-core as this fan. The playoffs really bring out the best people-watching. :)