"When you find people who not only cherish your quirks, but celebrate them with glad cries of, "Me too!" - be sure to cherish them. Because those weirdos are your tribe."
Now, it may sound strange to hear me term a new-client-turned-instant-friend as a weirdo, but if you know me - you know where I'm going with this one. I myself proudly wear the Badge-O-Weird, and am of the firm belief that "normal" is boring - so when I meet someone who is quirky, and funny, and fascinating, and relatable, and just overall really freaking awesome...well, let's just say that that by the time I left Kimberly's house, I felt like I'd known her for years. And we may or may not have made plans for a poker night sometime soon.
Our husbands are in *big* trouble, I think.
From the second she offered me coffee within ten minutes of entering her home, to the time I left late enough that my husband was a tad confused as to why my "one-hour" session had turned into a bit of a longer one, I knew the time that I spent with Kim and Haven was the start of something amazeballs. The images I took just in the short morning I spent with them reflect all the love and laughter and general hilarity that is life with a toddler, and the balancing act that is motherhood - especially as Kim is heroically solo-ing it, with her husband away for work for a bit (can I get a gold star for her, please and thank you?).
I adore these images, not just for the seemingly effortless way that they all came together in the photographing of them, but also because it's a damned fine day's work when I have genuinely lovely subjects in front of my lens. It makes the work of photographing and editing feel like just hanging out with a pretty awesome tribe - and I'm blessed enough to have accumulated quite a few wonderful, fantastic weirdos in this pretty cool job of mine.
Welcome to the weirdo tribe, Kim and Haven. <3
See? Instant relatability, this one.
Mischief personified - in one tiny, adorable little package.
Kids go from one activity to another at lightning speed, at this age. And it's such magic, to see their little minds working so feverishly.
I adore this moment so much - I have a feeling Haven's going to be shooting her mom that look for years to come.
Partners in crime, these two. Dad only thinks he's got his hands full, now...
Haven *loves* to watch things cook in the oven.
This look still makes me snort a laugh every time I see it.
The dog was more than willing to get in on the pretend food action. I may or may not have allllmost attempted to smuggle that guy out in my purse on the way out the door. He probably would have gone willingly - just saying.
Opportunities for mischief are never far away.
Again with the snorting laughter. It's contagious, around these two.
Here, eat this. What do you mean, why does it smell like dog breath? STOP ASKING QUESTIONS AND EAT.
Have may or may not have been quite adamant about not being interrupted while putting her bear down for a nap.
Little mother hen, right here. <3