We decided to give Mason's grandparents some professional photos of him. The last time we attempted this he was less than enthusiastic. In fact, he was downright intolerant. It didn't help that the photographer had a voice deeper than any man I have ever met and probably wasn't the right person to be photographing a baby. I was a little scared of her myself. We tried again later, with the same results. I was resigned to the fact that we would not have any professional photos of our child until he outgrew this phase. I decided we would try it one more time in hopes that we could get some pics by Christmas. I did find it amusing when the photographer asked how many wardrobe changes we would have. Um, it's like wrestling a rabid cheetah to get this guy dressed. Just one please.
Not only did we get a perfect picture the very first shot, I am pretty sure he was having a good time. It's all about a child friendly photographer I tell you, I will never settle for less. Needless to say, I am more than pleased with the results.
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