My two boys LOVE to have their photo taken! Ahem. Well, not really. :) It could be because I always have my camera out and want to take their picture all the time. Maybe. You think? Well, they were kind enough today to share themselves with me while they were playing outside:
You know, they grow so incredibly fast and I’m very thankful that we will have these faces preserved for their children to look upon. My own parents didn’t take many photos, which may be one of the reasons I fell in love with photography. There are periods of my and my sister’s lives that are just skipped over. No records exist. Of course, there are some periods that I wish were skipped like this one:
Argh!!! I’m blind, blind I tell you!!! That’s me in the middle wearing the most horrific shiny shirt. Oh how I looooved that shirt, y’all. In my defense it WAS 1987, ok? Oh and the pants I wore with it came from Victoria’s Secret and they were bright red with suspenders built-in. High-waisted, too. Oh yeah. Glorious. People asked me if I worked for the Fire Dept when I wore those pants but I didn’t care. I loved them.
Anyway, I am so fortunate to have a job that I love – taking photographs of people, so they can reflect upon periods in their family’s life and feel good that they have such wonderful pictures to remember them by. That doesn’t mean that they shouldn’t take the classic shots of their teenagers in shiny shirts and red pants though. Doesn’t mean that at all…
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