The Baby and the Fish: Part 1

Recently we took Jackson to have his 9 month pictures taken. It was a Saturday morning and we knew that it would be close to nap time toward the end of our session. So we were going to do whatever we could to keep the boss happy and get as many good shots as possible before the meltdown commenced. Of course meltdown is such a strong word. Jackson is normally pretty good about nap time, in fact, the kid is like a clock! At ten, two, and five, he begins rubbing his eyes, yawning, and sucking his thumb. It's like Naptime Airlines has three flights per day and while they do arrive a little early or a little late sometimes, typically they are right on time.
So anyway, we began taking pictures. Actually, Ms. Katie of KMA Kidtography began taking pictures. (Was that an endorsement??) He was doing fine with the first prop, a big pumpkin, smiling, laughing, not putting his mouth on it. Then, gravity overtook his 9 month old ability to stand up. He fell backward and bumped his head on the floor. Obviously he was upset, but recovered well and we continued with the shoot.
After the pumpkin, the next pose consisted of a goldfish in a bowl sitting in front of Jackson where he could look down in the bowl and even touch the water. (For all the germophobes, the bowl, water, and fish were all new so there was no fish gunk floating around in the water. He had only resided in the bowl for a few minutes, which was quite a step up from the plastic bag he was in before.) And it was cute. He like the bowl and was looking down in the water, gently touching it and was beginning to notice our friend the goldfish. Our friend the goldfish was doing well also. He glided through the water calmly, almost as if he didn't mind that Jackson reached for him a couple of times. Everything was going along swimmingly.
Then, Jackson grabbed the rim of the bowl and began rocking it back and forth. It was innocent at first, but quickly the rocking got more violent and out of control. We all, including the fish, could see what was about to happen. Then Super Dad swooped in from above to save the day! I quickly, but gently knelt down beside Jackson and reached to steady the fish bowl. Ahhh, crisis averted. In those brief seconds, I was planning my next move (since, as all Super Dads know, you must have a plan to stay one step ahead). I figured we would have brief father and son discussion about what to do and not to do when you are sitting with a fish bowl in your lap. I would explain to him the proper behavior, field any questions he had, and he would return to smiling and laughing and not putting props in his mouth. Little did I know what was to come...


