At their request I made my smalls some matchy pyjamas. I used an old cotton dressing gown that my partner had bought on his first trip to Japan about twenty years ago. He didn’t wear it anymore but it was too sentimental to just pass on to charity.
Heading to a Balance class after a hard day I asked my partner if after the kids had had their bath could he use my camera and get a snap of them all matchy matchy for this blog. I imagined a cute picture of them all lined up in their PJs. Sweet I thought. No worries said he.
This is the best of the lot. Clearly they’re fresh out of the bath – I didn’t make it explicit that it would be good to brush their hair before taking a picture. I also neglected to mention taking the photo in such a way to cut out the chaotic mess of the kitchen after dinner time!
He took perhaps fifty or more shots. Lots of very funny poses – lots and lots of photos of our children as they are. Loud, wrestling, constantly moving kiddos.
The blue bits of ribbon in the boys shorts and the pink fairy ribbon in Ms. M’s pants wasn’t a clear enough indication of who was who’s. Ms. M wears her older brother’s shorts and vice versa. They’re a funny lot. Sometime I wonder how they manage with out me… but they do. Moreover they do it with their own style and flare. (This wrestle-style photo pose certainly ain’t my style!)
Only one or two photos of them sitting together looking at the camera with their eyes open.
This is “keeping it real” at my house. Gosh I love them all so much. What a funny matchy mis-matchy mob we make.