Or, if I couldn't have my own paparazzi, then maybe I could just have one super great friend who just happened to be a photographer or rather, heck, just really good at taking pictures, who might just so happen to capture some amazing candids of me and C while, say, at a local pumpkin farm.
Heck, I'd appreciate candids captured in my own back yard!
Loyals, that's my mom-friend. (Hi, Mom-friend!) Doesn't she have fabulous hair? Take a minute and welcome her, as this is her very first appearance on this here blog. As so many of you have noticed, there are very few holds barred when writing here about my life and my family- I do tend to draw the line when introducing others though, because, well, not everyone loves to talk about themselves on the internet. So, that's probably the last picture you'll see of my mom-friend! But see? She really does exist.
Back to the issue at hand. Don't get me wrong, I love, love, LOVE capturing these sweet moments for my friends. It's just one of the bazillion reasons that I love taking pictures. I just wish that sometimes, someone could do the same for me.
Someone other than The Husband. Because those "candid" moments? Are typically staged. And shot dozens of times because in between bossing him around and telling him "hold the camera this way! no this way! now shoot this way! and make sure you get this angle.." I'm trying to suck it in, genuinely smile and wrangle The Crazy Toddler into a semi-candid pose.
Which typically results in an all around #fail.
So, who's willing to come hang out with me and be my personal paparazzi for a day? Heck, we have a whole extra guest bedroom that's just begging for takers! I promise I'll return the favor.
The good news? I'm not alone. This mama and this one, too, would like some paparazzi of their own, as well.
Happy Wednesday, Loyals!