Father’s Day FAIL.

One thing I’ve realized over these past 21+ months since becoming a mom is that the opportunity to take quality photos of my child is becoming quite scarce.  You see, when you have an active toddler (ahem, a Tasmanian devil toddler), there are very few moments of opportunity to snap a quality shot.  By the time your shutter actually closes to capture the sweet moment you have envisioned in your mind, your child is already 45 feet away from you with his/her hand in a toilet or walking toward you with a fossilized piece of dog crap – true story.

Last Father’s Day, Anna was a mere 8 months.  At this point, while she was starting to become mobile, she was still under my spell.  She couldn’t move quickly enough to avoid the camera.  HA!  So, I was able to get some cute photos of her for Joe’s Father’s Day card.  She even cooperated to take additional photos for her grandfather and Paw Paw. 

Here’s a little re-cap of how it went down.

Here are some pictures from last year.

This was the final product – I :heart: Dad! 

This year I was going to go a step further and actually try my hand at being creative and artistic.  I went to Michael’s and bought some wooden letters and paint.  I figure I can use these letters every year going forward.  The paper letters I made last year lasted for 1.2 seconds. 

Yeah, it was all a great idea in theory.  After giving myself a hump back from bending over so long while painting these letters, I figured I’d already jumped the hardest hurdle of the day.  Surely my sweet, innocent offspring would be a little angel and pose perfectly for the photo shoot.  Right?  Right?

WRONG!

Here are some of the outtakes of our little Father’s Day 2010 photo shoot.

Nope, you’re not losing your vision, that haze you see is what happens when you take a camera that has been in an air-conditioned house into the great, humid outdoors of the dirty south.  This was really the only decent shot I got of my child that day.  Well, at least she was holding the letter instead of throwing it at me or dunking it in Cosmo’s water bowl. 

Do you like her gladiator sandals?

Wow, look, a ball.  I’m done with photos now.

OK, this one is kind of cute.  I should’ve just made a card with this one heart photo and called it a day.

Let’s make sure we highlight every ugly thing on our back porch. 

Basically every photo was out of focus and blurry because she was running away from the camera the entire time.  I can’t say that I blame her.  It was hot, it was humid, it was the last minute, and she knew it.   I was seriously about to find some other DAD photos online and PhotoShop Anna’s face onto them.  Do you think Joe would’ve known?

Next year I will be better prepared.

Maybe.

Probably not.