A Photographer's Own

I am so excited that I have finally gotten around to photographing my own children. It’s really sad that a photographer doesn’t have photos of her own children. I was pretty pleased considering the fact that I didn’t get around to doing it until late in the afternoon.

My two year old wasn’t as cooperative as I wanted him to be, but it’s because he hadn’t had his nap yet. But I was able to capture the usual expressions of my littlest man, the "You're being mean. You won't let me have my own way" look. hahahahahaha

My middle son reminds me so much of my brother. The goofy grin, the bushy eyebrows and the lover boy way of him wooing my affection are the spitting image of my little brother. He even has that wonderful outgoing personality just like my brother. My middle man is so much fun to watch and be around. :-)

My daughter wants very much to be Tyra Banks. I think she has potential, but I want to keep her a little girl. Being in that kind of industry makes you grow up too fast. So we’ll keep her grounded here at home.

So these are the photos that I think I will have sterling silver pieces created of. What do you think? Should I go back and try it again? I will more than likely try to get a photo with my littlest one smiling or at least looking happy. Maybe I'll do a retake and try not to make him upset. Just let him have his own way. Oh boy! What a concept! :-P

Have you had your portrait created today?

Betty