And just to see who's really reading this blog...
Yes, it's mine!
This week's theme - Chores you hate...
The sun going down... It was like papparazzi when the sun burst through the trees! Everyone who had a camera that night got a shot of this:
Everyone seemed to survive "John's" chili. Hmmm... that must mean we need to make it hotter next year? But then John shouldn't eat any. It's tough to preach the next morning when your stomach is a wreck from eating that concoction!
I love teens! They are the most fun to shoot! They are crazy and will do almost anything you ask! They may say they hate getting their pictures made but they are narcisistic enough to secretly love it!
I had several teens requesting some random pics for their MySpaces so I planned a picture day. I always like to get more practice in and they get pics to show off to their friends how awesome they are! LOL I invited my photography group and brought teens and we met at the park to just play! We had fun!
Here are a few from that day with some kids you haven't seen on my blog over and over again:
A is so "shy" and doesn't like her picture taken. Can you tell? haha
C is quite the ladies man, let me tell you! The girls LOVE this kid. But who can really resist the baby face and the rockstar hair?
And then there is G... I feel like he's practically my son I've known him so long! I met him when he was about 7 and now he's playing varsity ball as a freshman! He's as big as a senior & built tough!
I think everyone should set up a Picture day wth your photography buddies to get some practice and have a blast! If you need teens, I've got tons of happy victims! Oh, I mean "models".... =)
"Great job! You found all of the ingredients!" says J as he lines up random food items across the table. "Let's play again!" he puts all the food back on the other side of the table. "Where's the orange? Oh! There it is!" he reaches for the orange to line it up and the list grows longer and longer... He so easily amuses himself!
He really wanted "corn" but his first basket of food didn't come with one so he insisted that the cucumber was "corn." We were happy to find another basket of food that contained corn so he would get them straight.
I pulled into the gravel parking lot and eyed the two vehicles parked near the bridge that crossed the nearly empty creek.
I was going to shoot my first senior boy this afternoon.
As I positioned the gear shift into park, I noticed a door opening from the car parked next to mine. I nervously glanced over to see if they were waiting for me. I recognized mom and returned her excited smile with a forced smile of my own. *Gulp* What have I gotten myself into? I peered around her searching for the boy she described as "a big ol' country boy who doesn't like getting his picture made." As mom and I traded greetings, he appeared from behind the wheel of his SUV. Twice my size with a football build, he adjusted his collar and walked towards us. I offered a greeting and joked about him being a model as I suggested we start near some stairs hidden in a patch of trees. His eyes beamed and he stood taller as he said (in the most non-interested voice he could find), "Nah, I don't like pictures." His voice trailed off as he strutted towards the stairs. Hmmm, I thought to myself, I don't think this will be so bad afterall...
" Mama! More cookies?" *sigh*
It's a broken pinky. Well, technically, it's 3 fractures in between the two joints. And how, you might ask, did John do such a thing? My answer might be that he thought he was as young as his opponents at the youth flag football game Saturday afternoon....
The men actually did well and were killing the teens 28-0 so they spilt up the teams
Little J wanted to play so bad! He got to run around with the big boys before the game...
But when the game started, he couldn't figure out why he couldn't play anymore. He even put on flags hoping that would get him in the game...
The only "cheerleader" that did a cheer (well other than the "Daddy don't get hurt" cheer):
