Today the conversation in our house went something like this:
Me (upbeat with a smile): Today we are taking pictures in the bluebonnets!
THEM (grumpilly): Do we have to? I don't want to take pictures....
Me (with a bigger smile): Yes, you have to. This will probably be the last picture I get of all my children together in the bluebonnets. Now go get your clothes on. I picked out what I want you to wear.
The grumbling starts in one room and I hear it travel thoughout house.....I can feel the fights about to start breaking out.... from Girl's room I hear: I don't want to wear this! From Boy 2: I don't have any clothes that fit me. Boy 3 comes out with his shirt on backwards. Boy 1 knows better than to complain.
I call them into the kitchen and tell them (with an even BIGGER smile and as much sweetness as I can muster in my voice) : LOOK, this isn't about you. This is about me. This is probably going to be the last time I get pictures of the four of you in the bluebonnets all together. (Boy 1 is silently cheering!) You WILL put the clothes on that I picked out for you and you WILL be happy about it. When we get to the bluebonnets you WILL get out of the car, you WILL sit or stand where I tell you to and you WILL be happy. If you are not internally happy you will pretend to be happy so that when I am old and gray and my memory is failing me I will forget that you were really grumpy in these pictures. Understand?
Them: Yes Ma'am.
Me (still smiling and I said this as sweet as possible): If ANY one of you complains about doing this you will be grounded for three days and you will become my house slave. Do you understand?
Them: Yes Ma'am.
Me: Now go get dressed and come back out with a smile...Love you guys!