Vogue, y'all.

So this post is going to have to be short as I have limited time - Josh and I are leaving soon for dinner and a show at Gammage (Broadway Across America season tickets = money well spent, if not for the theatre than certainly the people watching!).

Last week, Josh, Max and I invested in a professional family photo shoot now that the little booger's expressions almost always surpass that of wide-eyes or gas. We'd been looking forward to this day for months, planning out our little outfits and conjuring up images fit for a Nordie's catalog. Max would be looking up at his Daddy, smiling from ear to ear as Daddy and Mommy struck perfect, I'm-not-even-trying-to-pose-and-yet-all-the-right-parts-are-skinny-at-this-angle positions.The photographer would snap some shots, then slowly lower the camera down from her face to look at us proudly because we were making her job so fun and rewarding. There are happy tears involved.

So that's the fantasy, right?

Last Sunday started out just how I'd planned, inasmuch as Max was put into the outfit I'd wanted him in. After that, everything's kind of a blur.

Max's molars decided to show face that day, equating to a mouth full of fingers for the better part of the shoot, a squinting look for reasons I'm still unsure of, and the most major flare-up of seperation anxiety to date. The photographer was incredible and tried so hard to entertain Max in looking toward the lense, but efforts were futile as he whined and squirmed in our arms, not really knowing what he wanted. I knew it was a less than stellar shoot when the photographer starting apologizing to us. Adding icing to the cake of misfortune, Josh and I then attempted explaining to this lovely girl how Max is "usually SO happy"; "he's never like this, it's so weird!"; "he's seriously laughing and clapping all the time - even this morning right before you came over!". Even though she smiled, nodded and blindly agreed, I could see the glazed over look that comes with the territory of listening to new parents explain their kid.

That being said, I was positive that no good shots would come out of this photo session (to no fault of the photographer - she was incredible and we plan to use her again!). So I was as suprised as anybody when the photographer posted a "sneak peek" photo from our session on her facebook page. And it wasn't half bad at all:

 

 

 



I am very excited to see how the rest came out and will be sure to share! In addition to photographer and pediatric nurse, this girl can add "miracle worker" to her resume as far as I'm concerned. If you are interested in a great photographer in the valley, look no further than Kristin Celestina.

Until next time,
Hk