Today, Manny and I were going to relax and do nothing (we all know that usually results in home renovations or forcing my family to model for me). We had been sitting down for roughly 1.6 seconds when a beautiful ray of sun came through the front window. I unassumingly got myself all “did-up” and sat back in the living room and very casually stared into Manny’s soul until he looked back at me. I knew that he knew what was up.
When he looked deeply into my eyes, I gently whispered “I laid out some clothing for you. It’s sunny. Let’s go take some photos.”
*I Should note, That Manny had JUST returned from running six kilometers.*
He tried to hide it, but I did absolutely notice him grimace at my suggestion.
Did I use the same flat iron that I had just done my hair with to get the wrinkles out of his clothes? You better believe it.
Forget tripod, forget memory card, forget child, pick up Tim’s, arrive at the destination one hour later.
Try to hide the trigger in all of the photos, keep Harrison happy, apologize to people walking by for taking up the whole path, avoid mud on toddler shoes, get crop dusted by husband countless times, giggle LOTS.
Taking photos should not be stressful! So what, we cropped our heads off in 20 photos, or Harrison ran away to stomp in a puddle after 3 minutes. We had lots of fun, and got some great photos too!
Within these posts you will find real moments, styling guides for planning your photography sessions, and even some posts about my little fam-jam.