Here’s something I didn’t inherit from my Mom: the perfectly posed photo. We are the Stand, Smile, Say Cheese kind of family. And we did that dance a gazillion times all over the place. I barely touched a camera until Becks was 18 months because that dance is exhausting. I’ve fought that photo from day one. It isn’t me.
But today, I wanted one photo.
It wasn’t going to be her posed photo. But it also wasn’t going to be my unposed photo.
Instead it was perfect for Mother’s Day. A little of me and a lot of her. Exactly like the Mother I’ve become. I’ve taken her mothering style and made it my own. A little of me and a lot of her. Perfect.