I love to photograph my boys. But asking a little boy to hold still for more than 2.5 seconds is akin to torture. Boys know that the Lord did not intend for them to stop and breathe. It took Momma a little longer to figure that out.
But lucky for me, my camera and I happened upon a great opportunity. . . the unfortunate lot of the younger sibling. . .
I’ve mentioned before that I’m short. And my dear sweet boys are at that wonderful age where there’s just no way around it, . . . I’ve passed on my vertically challenged issues to them.
Of course, in a few years, the Mister’s genes will probably kick in and change all of this. But in the meantime, they handle themselves just fine.
They still make sure they get what they want,. . . (more…)
