... Ok so they aren't Muppets. Scott at the Cupcakery. The food was yummy, and so was the window light.
Jamie hammed it up in Old St. Louis at Laclede's Landing. Despite not wanting to put on his nice looking shirt earlier in the day, he perked up, and hung off light poles and flashed his dimples at the other photographers. Ian struck a pose or two, too. Super Monkey! After some time we headed down to the warehouse district, just a few blocks from where we were, but a completely different backdrop. Scott encouraged Ian to try and get in touch with his inner gangsta. There really are two fingers up....
We never really made it bad boy did we? Insert some attitude from Dad. Still no real bad boy. But I like them just the way they are. One more try.... I think he fell asleep!
things that tickle my fancy ~ photography, being easily amused, hobbit children, honesty, outdoorsy stuff, having faith, vanilla, key lime, not growing up, camp songs, the smell of fresh cut alfalfa, horses, coffee, road trips, thunderstorms, tea, clean sheets, lazy days, the smell of fresh cut grass, the smell of the barn, the dawn breaking ,the purple hour, laughing until my face aches, being the little spoon, earl grey, sharpies in every color, miniature things, tinkerbell, diet coke, fresh cut flowers, friends, the smell of rain, driving with the windows down and the radio turned up, trying something new, comfy jammies, cuddling, newly tilled soil, butterfties dancing, betas, lilacs, monarchs, wild flowers