This morning we did a photo shoot. One of my sister’s friends is trying to gain experience as a photographer. She is building her portfolio by using families who are friends. She had asked my sis if we would be willing to have the boys’ picture taken. I was game, but explained some of Tate’s issues.
“M” was great. She asked us how we could get Tate to be photographed. She listened when we said he is best when allowed to go “free range”. She tried, and did succeed in getting some great pictures of all 3 boys in their natural element.
Jake was great. He obviously took direction well and smiled and posed. Cole hammed it up. That boy has yet to meet a camera that he doesn’t like. Tate was slow to warm up, and lasted about 15 minutes before he couldn’t hold it together anymore. Of course, this was right as we were tying to get a few shots of all 3 boys together. Of course. Getting a “money” shot of all 3 boys looking at the camera at the same time comes about as frequently as, well, a blue moon. Sigh…
M handled it well, and was so sincere. She was fine with being done, and was willing to do group pictures another day. She asked Tate if he was done, and he told her, “shoo”, and shoved her lightly. She didn’t react..at all…and that was amazing. I could feel my blood pressure rising as we wrapped it up, but M didn’t skip a beat. She calmly said her goodbyes and thanked the boys for letting her take pictures.
I am impressed…and will gladly use her in the future…as long as she is willing to take us and our drama again. Today was a little rough around the edges, but we did it. We survived..and so did Tate.