8.04.2008

Frankie = Mr. Independent


I had a session with Frankie two weeks ago, and I must have said "he's so CUTE!" at least 25 times during our hour together. He certainly is Mr. Independent, and our time was spent with me following him around. He only did something if he thought it was a good idea, and was entirely uninterested in the few poses or suggestions I threw at him. As much as I begged and pleaded, he had no interest in climbing into the prop-ready boat twenty feet away from us.

Such is life.

Instead, he appeased me for as long as he could stand. Letting Frankie be Frankie, I discovered two things that make him smile: bugs and his marbles. I discovered that he calls cigarette butts "cancer" (clever Mom!) and must point them out whenever he spots one. I also discovered that he loves climbing to the top of the slide... then turning around and walking back down without actually going down it.

We played the discovery game for a good amount of time.

Then, when he couldn't take it anymore, I got the magic shot. Frankie held his face in his hands in utter despair, probably pleading with God for the crazy lady with the camera to just go away.

And it is quite possibly my favorite shot of the day.

Frank's mom owns the cutest Etsy shop, aptly named Frank and Me, where she sells handmade, boutique-quality items for baby, including the infamous (and adorable) Burp Monster!

Frank, thank you for just being you. You're adorable.









1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Love it!