I love taking photos, and I love to blog.
And I don’t really know why it took me so long to get a family photoshoot and blog about it. Oh yeah, cos of budget constraints. Haha! But nah, I think budget priority is what we make of it. And I guess in the last five years, it just never occurred to me or the hubby for that matter (and if the thought of a photoshoot has nary passed my mind, you can be sure it is further away for him!). So for Jay and Xav, I neither did any pre-popping professional shots (make that hardly any shots at all cos I hated looking like a whale), no Anne Geddes-esque newborn shots, and possibly these are things that I can’t “turn back the clock” and replicate. So I will just have to make do with pictures taken by my own camera.
And I think I am catching up on “lost” time.
Photo credit: Steph Tan Photography
A couple of months back, I learnt that Steph Tan, a local mummy blogger and photographer extraordinaire was running a special photo-marathon for charity, and I knew I had to be a part of this cause. Thankfully, she had a slot for us, so I dragged the hubby and two sleepy boys out of bed last Saturday and made our way to the Botanical Garden. And captured this family shot. Possibly our first, I think. And definitely one of our nicest.
The process took a lot out of us, in trying to get two cheeky boys to follow instructions, and though the shoot lasted only 30 minutes – trust me, it was a LONG thirty minutes! Run with streamers? Nah. Check out the ducks by the pond? Nah. In fact, for the two boys, I suspect Steph probably thought they didn’t have a good relationship cos she could hardly get them in the same frame together! Haha!
But my boys just don’t take too well to instructions apparently.
After the shoot had ended, and the perspiration wiped from our brows, and the hubby saying not to arrange something similar for a LONG while… and the magic happened. The boys walked off by themselves, and started playing by themselves, and the bubble gun. And how Jay showed Xav how to press the right button to get the bubbles out. And how sweetly Xav smiled when he finally managed to squeeze one bubble out. And how Jay decided his younger brother had enough time with the bubble gun and took it back. And how Xav gave his typical crying face to show his immense displeasure, while Jay was amused at that expression.
This is how they interact everyday. The shared laughter and the shared toys (though not for long durations).
Memories of growing up. :)
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