At a session recently, one of my clients asked if I take hundreds of pictures of my kids. Honestly – and I’ll bet most photographers would say this – no, I don’t. Not enough. Not as many as I should. So I’m making an effort to keep the camera out whenever I can. To try and capture those little moments. Because you know what? The portraits I do have hanging on my walls make me blissfully happy.
I will say that when Ava sees the camera, she tends to turn on the cheese. And will actually SAY “cheese!” I have no clue where she got that from, because it certainly wasn’t from me. So catching her in candid moments is tough.
On this particular morning, I was sitting at my desk getting ready to leave for a session and I heard her playing behind me. I quietly grabbed my camera and snuck behind the chair, then peeked over the top and got these. She’s not looking at me…she’s not smiling at me…but they’re so HER. Talking to herself, hair in her face, chubby little cheeks. And I can’t wait to hang this one on her bedroom wall.
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