When my daughter was a baby, I begged for and received a beautiful black velour backdrop, a white velour backdrop, a backdrop stand, a remote for my camera & an umbrella reflector. I stuffed that poor baby into every prop I could find -- stock pots, flower pots, etc. She posed with tiaras & tutus & angel wings. I was in scrapbookers heaven.
And it was good.
Now she's two and a half & it is next to impossible to get a picture of her looking at the camera. This morning I was bound & determined to do some portrait work of Baby G. I should have checked with her first. Apparently, she had other things in mind. Like sulking when I turned off The Wiggles. And scowling when I asked her to smile. And throwing the umbrella reflector over her shoulder, screeching "It's raining, It's raining!".
So, this is a portrait of my two year-old: