But then I get the pictures and I don't end up hating them. At all. I end up buying way too many of them.
|Even the ones where they cut off half of my kid's body.|
Given an unlimited budget, I would hire a photographer every time. I like the more casual and natural result of having someone follow my family for an hour to capture real expressions. Although, I'm not sure how "natural" it actually is. Because we don't often coordinate outfits and frolic in the park for an hour. "Natural" would be bed head, jammies, breakfast crumbs around our mouths.
These were supposed to be Adelle's six month pictures, but Olivia was cooperating. Which never happens. She hates to be photographed. Adelle smiles at anything so she is easy, but Olivia has to be coaxed and fooled and encouraged to yell POOP and DADDY HAS STINKY FEET in order to get a decent smile. Mom of The Year, every single day.