Well, twice a year I am faced with nightmare-inducing, sweaty palmed, spine chilling sessions – my own kids. Yes, taking pictures of my own children is by far the hardest I ever have to work, and easily the most frustrating sessions. Just as kids act better for teachers than they do their parents, I think the same is true for photographers. I had been meaning to take my daughter’s four year pictures for over three months now, but just didn’t have time, and with this horrible heat, it wasn’t what I would have hoped. I had a specific image in mind, which of course didn’t happen. We only lasted about 10 minutes before she was looking hot and sweaty and I had to call it quits. My son was also complaining the entire time. Sigh.
But here is my Brodie-Beans, my little actress, my spitfire of a girl. My big girl.
I will say that I love the lighting in these next ones. She looks a lot like I did at her age.