Sometimes taking photos involves catching heck. I could avoid it ... but usually don't.

Heck in this case is relatively mild, never reaching the level of catching hell. Three people receive immediate pleasure from the heck-generating activity. And others will eventually find pleasure.

The dilemma is this:  "How rough should I let the grand kids play? Do I try to keep them clean, or do I let them play, well, rough?" 

They like to play rough, and I like good photo opportunities. I usually catch my photos, and then catch heck from Omi (Phyllis) when I bring the kids home a little "dusty."

The girls immediately go into the tub, which they enjoy. And once they're clean, Phyllis enjoys the photos from the dusty outing.

The girls parents, Elizabeth and Zach, almost never give me heck. They just shake their heads ... and enjoy their kids' pictures, especially if Omi also washes the girls' clothes before returning the girls home.