I am turning into my husband. I don't mean that in a "I'm a football fanatic and don't understand the value of 12 pairs of shoes..." more in the way that he is a mechanic and yet my car is chronically overdue for an oil change. Kyndal's birthday -- the big number 2 -- was in November and here it is almost a month and a half later and I'm just now posting her pics. Of course, I've been super busy this fall and into winter, Christmas is a busy time of year, I am over extended in jobs and kids and the work I take on for others, but Ms. Mae did not make it easy on her photog mama. Unlike her older sister Erin who will strike a pose at any given moment, Kyndal is sometimes camera shy. Well, no, that's not quite right. Kyndal is sometimes camera angry. When I point the lens at her, she frowns. She glares. She purses little pouty lips and folds her arms and says "I not smile."
How did this happen? Maybe it's the constant spots she sees from flashes at every little milestone, every casual moment. I can't help it!! I'm an addict. I love to take pictures. I love to catch the expression of joy, anger, angst....because frankly, folks, those are the pictures I love so much more over the fake smiles kiddos tend to give us when the camera points their way. Those shots speak to the personality, the will, the direction that life is taking them at that moment so much more than we think until we look back years later with a tear in our eye because she no longer has time to spend with mommy, even if it was when she was saying "I not smile...."
Love you and Happy Belated Birthday, Ms. Mae.
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