Most of you know already that apart from being a mama, I am also a full time photographer.
I don’t. Yep, thats right, I don’t.
jeez sometimes I dont even get her face, just the back of the head as she runs from me shouting ‘no no no no mama‘. Sure the back of her head is pretty but it’s not what people want to see.
When I am at work, the children aren’t too familiar with me, so they are happy to play along for an hour sometimes two. It’s fun and its someone new who sings songs and plays hide & seek with them.
And asks them a million questions.
Ruby, well she was happy to play along for the first week of her 365 then she soon became bored.
‘Great! Here’s mama with that camera again! I wish I could have a poop in peace.‘
She runs off in the middle of a shot, she runs to the camera and kisses it which results in nothing but a blurred eye or lip. She’ll sit there and cry if I pop her somewhere lovely just for a second. Or she’ll pull a face no one really wants to see.
Don’t believe me? I have proof… (She’ll thank me for these when she is older).