I often look longingly at other photographers’ “jump” photos. I’ve tried a number of times to get the boys to jump for a photo. We’ve had timing troubles. Participatory refusal. An inability to gain much air. And so I’d given up hope I’d ever score a real jump photo of these boys.
Until this past weekend.
The first sunny day in—literally—weeks fell on the same day we visited The Farm before my nephew’s second birthday. The boys took full advantage of the hot, sunny weather by spending their entire time in the pool. While there, BigBrother managed to nail his shallow dive and LittleBrother worked hard on swimming from one edge to the other. Their swimming has improved by leaps and bounds this (weird/cold/rainy) summer, and I’m so excited to see them really take to the water.
As I looked at the clock and decided we needed to get ready to head to my brother and sister-in-law’s house, the boys begged for a few more jumps. I told them that was fine as long as I could take some photos. They happily obliged. I got a number of great photos, like the one above—and a great slow-mo video. I originally posted the short version on Instagram, and I’ve uploaded the full version to YouTube to share here.
Classic. My husband said we could super impose a building exploding behind them and their faces would match. He’s right.
I now have jump photos and video. Life is good.