Being the kid of a photographer is no doubt an annoying existence. Having a camera constantly shoved in your face probably gets old after a while. But every now and then, the photographer’s kid turns into a ham, and said photographer will post EVERY. SINGLE. PICTURE because it’s seriously a twice-yearly occurrence.
About ten seconds in, my time was up and she was off and running with those long, bouncy, blonde curls of hers that I am completely obsessed with.
We’re taking her to Disney on Ice tomorrow. I can’t wait to see her sweet little face light up at the sight of all the princesses.
Have a great weekend, everyone.