My lovely daughter recently accompanied me on a shoot (out of my three children, she's the least monstrous...and I mean that in the most loving way...!)
The task of taking photos of one's own child is an unsurmountable one. You would think that by being a photographer I would have millions of photos of my demonic spawn (again, I say this with nothing but love and tenderness in my voice...).
Not true.
Giving birth w/out an epidural is how I compare trying to take snaps of my off-spring. I would just rather not.
But since my darling Mia was w/ me and I just happen to have a camera in my hands I asked her to pose and give me a good smile.
Hmmm...As you can see in the first two photos, she ain't havin' it.
But wait! She finds a....ROCK. A freaking rock. A dirty, stinky, filthy old rock. Look at the smile on that child's face!
If you're wondering what to get her for her birthday.....
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