Jump! Jump! (Part 1)

I watched Mrs. Doubtfire last night (I know, I'm radical person) and was inspired by the party scene where they listen to the '90s classic "Jump Around"--you know, while the goat eats the cake. Anyway, I remembered a blog plan that I had about six months ago, when my friend Mandy and I tried to take a jumping picture.

I hate jumping pictures, they're so cliche and totally trendy, you might say.
Well, go away because this is my blog. Also, you probably can't jump. I'll now offer you a comprehensive guide to jumping pictures.

The best part of the jumping picture is when you miss it. Face it: that slightly squated pre-jump position is not flattering, the hair-in-the-air landing shot isn't anyone's best look. More on that later...

My sister and I have completely mastered the self-timer jumping shot. Although, she sometimes looks like a baked potato. Rusty's good at it too.

PO-ta-to! Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew.

I got good at jumping in France a few years ago, see my header thing for a good example. I offer you a few case studies. Here are Derek and I, killin' it:

And now... Jackson, staring at the ground like a raging doofus:

And now... Jackson, completely blocking Derek and I.

Because this is turning into an unnaturally long post (I guess I have a lot to say about jumping pictures), I'm going to end it here and offer you a new case study next time. Here's a preview: