I have taken at least one photo of Isabelle nearly every day of her life. When I realized I didn’t have a picture of her just before we were ready to light the Shabbat candles, I grabbed my phone and snapped one. But I couldn’t get her to stand still.
Isabelle was standing on her helper tower, waiting for Shabbat to begin, jumping up and down. (Something we’ve cautioned her about time and time again since her helper tower wasn’t designed for jumping.)
A minute before I lit the candles, I captured this photo of her:
I like this one better, but the one of her jumping makes me think she was just as excited as I am for the weekend to be here. Or perhaps it captures her age and the fact that she doesn’t stay still for long.
Either way, I got the photo I needed.