My girls

I have wanted professional photos of my girls for a long while, but haven’t managed it for one reason or another.

My artist nephew, Ryan, has offered to draw my kids if I can get him photos.  He is very talented, and I really want those drawings, but I haven’t managed to make THAT happen either.

For one specific reason.

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My kids are goofy.  They take goofy photos.  I swear they don’t know how to act in front of a camera.

Okay, maybe they act this way all the time.

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Really?  Why?

Why?

Ryan, can you make nice drawings from these photos?

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Good grief.  Rachel looks like she is about to cry.  She isn’t.  She is just being . . . .weird.

I moved the girls further into the trees to get the sun out of their eyes.

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The change of location didn’t help.

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Of course, they are wearing their ragged outdoor clothes.  Although Prairie is wearing pajama pants.  She is more into comfort over style.

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“Girls, please look at the camera and give me a NORMAL smile.”

They try.  God bless them.  They try.

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Prairie thinks rolling her eyes upward and throwing her arms wide is “normal.”  And it is normal for her.  The goof.

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Almost.  The giggles are slowing down.

But giving way to very strange, very slow blinking — argh!

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Oooh, oooh, almost . . . .Rachel’s eyes are half closed.

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My girls.  Unpolished.  Unconcerned with outward trappings.  Just having fun!

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And loving each other.

 

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