Photographer I am not

I have learned many things since becoming a mother, especially since becoming a mother of three. Some of which are: you can go without having a decent REM cycle for lets say oh, about a year, without going crazy...completely. I am capable of loading up a grocery cart with food storage and not lose a single child or have anything broken. I can keep my garden weeded. I can include my kids in chores (even though it's much easier to do it on my own). I can laugh at the hilarious things my kids do instead of want to lose my patience. One thing I cannot do though - purposely get a good picture of all three kids together. It just can't be done. I've tried on several occasions with very limited success. But if they are unkempt and Jill's sitting there in just a shirt and diaper, oh yah, they are all about taking on fantastic picture when they are all smiling. But it's like they know when I take effort to wash their faces and put them in coordinating outfits that this is one time when they can really get mom to lose her mind. Jaxon: "Ok, Sammi, first you put your finger in your nose, then refuse to look at mom, and I'll smile like I have a needle in my finger, then look plain bored from then on out. Jill, you be more interested in grabbing the camera and then get mad when you can't have it. Readyyyyyyyyy break!" This is one of those amazing pictures that I tried to capture this afternoon as I'm trying to get something that will work for Christmas cards (kinda late, I know). The other is me and pretty much how I felt after it was all done. Oh well, another thing I have learned: let it go, man, let it go.