bug asked if I was going to do the photos outside. I hadn't planned on it, but as the snow had finally gone away and it was actually relatively sunny out, I decided to go with it.
Bad idea. Very bad idea.
Which means, you can easily be fooled into thinking it's warmish. When it is NOT warmish at all.
Fortunately, I was able to placate somewhat chilly children by making weird noises and sticking my tongue a lot. I'm glad we have a fence, the neighbors likely already think I'm insane, what with all the late night spray painting, the photo taking of seemingly insignificant objects like old headboards, and the nearly steady stream of fake obscenities coming from the garage when I work on projects. But I digress.
In many of these first shots, they actually kind of fool you, don't they?
And then it all falls apart.
Well, just plain done.
Apparently by this point they were turning into icicles (though I don't buy it. It wasn't THAT cold.)
So I got out the secret weapon. The FUN props. I always keep a few handy these days to help with compliance. I've learned you need more than just a few fruit snack bribes with the oldest of my darling children.
After a few smiles (thanks to some awesome cars donated to the project at hand by bug, thanks buddy!)
I love these photos of him playing with the ball. Come on. That's just cute. It's not the typical "I'm blowing this up and hanging it in my front room" photo, but it might be my favorite.
So I called it. I packed stuff up and went inside with the intention of quickly finishing up. But that didn't happen. Pip had HAD it. He was hungry, he was tired, and doggone it, he was DONE. And I really wanted to capture his awesome smile, not his screaming.
I decided I could finish the next day, and that was honestly the best decision ever.
I made sure to pick up AFTER his nap the next day, so he was well fed and well rested. Plus bug was at school which cut down a bit on distractions. Or a lot. Whatever.
He gave me this "You are so lame" look and I figured it was time to get him out of the crate.
My favorite part of taking his photo this time was really trying to capture his little personality.
For a tiny baby, he really has a big personality. This little guy tells you like it is. He lets you know when he's happy and when he is VERY upset. If he wants something, you know exactly what it is, thanks to his absolute stubborn persistence.
He's a mover and a shaker, with his legs and arms always flailing and having discovered his feet not too long before this photos were taken, he is very interested in them. Along with those flailing arms, he's got the grabbiest hands I've ever experienced - which I both love and hate. He grabs and clutches at EVERYTHING - which is super cute. But also not cool at all (i.e. hair. magazines. important bills. food he should not have. dirty diapers. etc.)
Ok, now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure these photos with him in gray against the turquoise background are my favorite of the bunch. Yes. I definitely think so. The colors are perfect for him and I love his little hunched over sit.
He is curious and attentive. He wants to figure things out. He wants to be engaged. He must be DOING something at all times. Which may be why, to this day, he still fights sleep like crazy. Every single nap and bedtime is pretty much a wrestling match and it's sad for me to admit how often he very nearly wins. Not because I give in. Because he's ALMOST stronger than me.
But he IS quick and generous with his smiles. How I love his generous smiles.
And he's just a little goofy too.
His love of play.
And just how much he's grown in 6 months time.
And, of course, his baby blues. I love capturing those too.
I wasn't as fond of the drool in these shots, but later decided that it was good I caught it on film. Er, digital. Because it's real life. He DOES drool a lot.
And sadly, all too soon these days of drool and teething and sticking everything in his mouth and discovering all sorts of new things and folding himself in half to grab his cute feet and sucking on his own toes... well, they'll be a thing of the past. So, best to document the drool as it happens.
I thought these "m" photos would be so cool - M for our last name, by the way - but Axel wasn't super thrilled to hold the m and kept knocking it over with his cars... some things just don't go as planned.
He's sitting! He's looking! He's resounding to his name! He's babbling! He's being adorable and wiggling and grabbing and playing and giggling and smiling and he's got TEETH!
And the star blanket, too. The same blanket from the aforementioned newborn shoot.
Nope. I was wrong. This one's my favorite. For sure.