
well, looks can be deceiving. yesterday afternoon this was my boy, sweet, curious, thoughtful, soulful even. i practiced some different techniques with my 50 mm lens and he just let me follow him around. i loved it. somehow, photographing him makes me love him even more. my photography is so close to me at times, and is perhaps even the way i show love. i love him just how he is, no shirt, looking out the window, his messy hair and soft eyelashes. i wouldn't change the moment for anything.
fast forward to tonight. boy howdy he was a different kid. put the phone down the heating vent, tried to use his car to climb up onto the sink (at least he was just trying to brush his teeth!),and had a cow every time daddy was out of site. And oh, he threw a tantrum tonight like you wouldn't believe. he cried his guts out and we're still not totally sure why. something to do with wanting our chicken instead of his chicken..? i thought his daddy was going to have to leave (what is it with men and crying? i swear i barely hear it) he was so flustered. wish i had a picture of THAT to compare it with, wouldn't that have been perfect? well anyway, the funny thing is that i wouldn't have changed that screaming, furious kid with tears running down his face either. i kinda like him too.