Ah, June. Where skies are clear (lol) and evenings are lazy (wut) and summer feels like it's really here (OH STOP). And I will be found somewhere indoors or out, flinging sweets at two small boys and trying to make them smile simultaneously for a photo. Who was it who liked to believe six impossible … Continue reading ‘Stop talking with your mouth. Smile with your mouth’ (and more things I said during Father’s Day photos)
If I've learned anything in my time as a parent, it is this: you should be prepared to spend literally years smelling faintly of someone else's urine. ALRIGHT SOMETIMES IT'S YOURS. No, not that. It's this: if you want to capture toddlers on camera, particularly if you want them to hold something, most especially if … Continue reading Reasons why none of us are professional models
This, being... one insomniac coughing fit so energetic I blew out an eardrum (brills) two naps, three boxes of chocolate, four new books (better) one cafe breakfast and a bottle of the best French lemonade we ever had one birthday cake made from piled-up scones-and-cream-and-jam and one boy in tractor wellies, one boy popping the … Continue reading It’s my birthday, and I wished for this
So, you know how people do those really cool and dynamic jumping photos from high-up places? Um, we tried. But only succeeded in looking more awkward than any two people have a right to look. Hello, scarf in face. You wanted to be jumping too? Every time I look at this photo (and the other … Continue reading In which we embarrass ourselves in Central Park
I tend to insist on too many photos. I want to capture what I can see in case I can't remember it in perfect technicolour afterwards. I tried so hard in New York not to be an irritating tourist, and spoiled it all with the big black camera banging on my chest. There does come a … Continue reading Camera, action
Oh, and did I mention: I am thankful to be reminded of all the reasons I am thankful. There are oh-so-many.