Enough time has passed. I am ready to re-live the experience for your reading pleasure. Over 60 photos shot. It was pared down to 30 something. And remember, these are the good ones.
We started with a family photo. Alida decided to show a little belly and flip out the second we got in the studio. My hand clutching Benjamin? That would be to cover the package of fruit chews given to coax him out of his coat and calm the fit that started the second we walked in the place.
And EVERY photo of Nicholas promptly displays the chunk taken out of his face the previous day. Seriously, she saw it, she couldn't turn him around once?
Here is Benjamin looking a bit, well, we're not sure. Presidential isn't really the word... Nicholas appears a bit stunned.The only photos where Benjamin attempted a smile? The ones where dad is behind the camera woman flinging a baby up and down screaming "Peek-A-Boo!" He thought that was funny enough to crack a smile. And for some strange reason it also calmed Alida down as well. At least it calmed her down for the moment. Once flinging was over, she resumed melt-down mode.
Elaine was a peach. Alida. She looks almost like she's smiling. That was just a pre-scream, lucky shot by the camera lady.
Elaine was a peach.
We confused Alida enough in this shot to get her quiet.
The crowning moment? That table there. That is the table from the waiting area for the studio. It is not a photo prop. Benjamin wandered off and became engrossed at one point, and the only way we could get him back in the studio was to haul in the entire table. Notice he is still not in the picture. He is off to the left in my arms throwing a fit.
Ah. We're a (fake) happy family.
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