Jan
16
Brothers are wicked.
Poor Ivy. We were sailing along so nicely with her posing away and smiling sweetly until the boys decided to join us, kitted out in my long retired hair pieces. Ivy took one look and that was it, tears and squeals all round. Of course the boys thought it was a hoot – you can see Mason’s gesture whilst he asked “Hey, what is the problem?” while she became more hysterical. So that was that. Session complete. (Of course I had to quickly snap before coming to her rescue) :p
On a side note, it always reminds me just how suburban my life has become when I see my children playing monsters with my hair pieces. “Back in the day” I loved those things, always made me feel glamorous. Now they’re just a prop used to scare babies. Sigh.
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I love seeing in frames, I love the beauty in the ordinary, I love my camera, I love that when I see images I hear too. I love the latelight, I love finding moments I didn’t imagine and I love creating moments I did. I love learning more every day, I love sharing what I’ve come to know, and I love making pictures pretty.
I’m so glad you stopped by. xx
that is the funniest thing. actually, your ‘back in the day’ comment was most funny. ahhh…how life is simplified as we have kids yet how complicated they make it! No more glam hair pieces for us but we must run our houses like military camp to ensure all swimming, dance, karate lessons are done, show and tell dates recalled, 5 food groups represented in lunchboxes..the list goes on…. x