Poor Ella. For the past year, she has had a camera stuck in her face multiple times a day.
I have been on the elusive hunt for the perfect picture. One in which she smiles, is not covered in spaghetti-oh’s or rolling her eyes. I have taken thousands of pictures…but no dice.
Upon seeing the camera, she stops, drops and rolls screaming, “NO CHEESE! NO CHEESE MOMMA!” in some kind of camera flash induced epileptic grand mal hissy fit.
I become the hunter…she the hunted….in an “Elmer Fudd off to kill the rabbit” kind of way.
Here’s how it goes…
I enter room with camera stealthily slung behind my back for the sneak attack.
Ella hides under bubble wrap and pretends not to exist.
She then realizes that I CAN take her picture even under bubble wrap and takes off running.
Finally, she gives up in a state of sheer exhaustion running from crazy blond papparazzi woman weilding a camera.
After coaxing for five minutes and FOURTY pictures…I got this one (notice face smeared with spaghetti-oh’s…still no dice).
And then she says to me, “NO MO CHEESE MOMMA…KAY?”
