In the nursery car park after picking the kids up I began my usual wrestle with Evan’s car seat. Suddenly I hear a gale of pre-schooler laughter coming from behind me.
Turning round I am shocked, horrified and just a little proud to see my three and a half year old daughter bent over with her bare arse showing; pulling a moony for the amusement of her classmates.
it is a bittersweet day indeed when your child’s sense of humor surpasses your own in it’s subtlety, sophistication, and maturity.
(actually it turns out she was just adjusting her trousers which were a little loose, but I prefer to overlook that fact)
Yes, why is it that fathers are proudest when mothers are always full of shame? LA Mommy would have been horrified — I would have been clapping. If LA Fetus turns out to be a boy, the world will be just a bit more off-kilter because of me…
My oh my you take beautiful pictures! Are you a professional photographer by chance?
That’s very nice of you to say Jeff, but no. We just have a fancy pants camera
Kerry did do a few paid wedding photo gigs until around last year though.
I suspected you had a DSLR, there’s no other good way to get the control you show using a standard digital camera. I especially like your use of foreground subject matter, candid expression and the non-centered framing of your subjects. Those are signs of an experienced photographer. I spent about a half hour zooming through your flicker account and consider it time well spent. Nice work!
Yes, the art of the moon. It waxes, it wanes, but it’s always a crowd favorite.