I wonder who’s kid that is!
I’m still not liking the kit lens that came with my Rebel XT. It’s a little wide, even at 55mm, and the aperture tops out at 3… So tomorrow, I am heading to cord camera and picking up a 50mm f1.4 “nifty fifty”. But I was still able to catch the unique personality of my little doppelganger, with the kit lens.
sisters are forever
My girls… Best friends. I need to get this printed large for my sweeties. And for my sisters, both by blood, and by choice. I absolutely love this shot, and the truth is, though I feel pride for some of my shots, I can not say that I love any of them. But this one, I do.
Today is my youngest’s fourth birthday, and I am hoping to convince her to do a birthday portrait… Last time, she let me I had to bribe her. I let her wear makeup and pretend she was Hannah Montana for it. I wonder if that will work again… She’d probably let me if I gave her her birthday present, but I want to wait until her party, on Sunday… Her present is a leotard, a tutu, and ballet slippers. Truthfully, I am ITCHING to get some pictures of her in it!
She is now old enough for ballet class, so I think I am going to find a class and get them both enrolled this year. They also want piano lessons… And that is more than do-able, since my cousin is the best piano teacher in Ohio! She’s been dying to get her hands on my kids since they were born! ;D
Sisters II
My pretty babies having a picnic in their new matching outfits.
When I was Cheese’s age (5) my aunt Deb was my hero. She always knew the perfect gift for everyone! On my birthday, she drove my grandma and me to the bakery to pick up my cake, she had to make a stop. She went in and came out with a tall something in a black garbage bag. She told me her garbage can broke and she needed a new one. We got home, and festivities ensued. When it came to the presents, I opened them all excitedly, but there was none from Aunt Deb. How could that be? AUNT DEB NEVER DISAPPOINTS! She was shocked! (she needed an oscar for that performance) How could she forget to get me a present… well, she supposed I could have the garbage can… My silly five year old self was actually excited to have my own garbage can for my bedroom! But I took the black bag off, and instead of a garbage can, it was the tallest and most beautiful doll I had ever seen! Bigger than me, even (which in retrospect, wasn’t that hard)!
Now for years I’ve wanted a picnic basket. Last night, my cousin called and asked if she could come over and drop something off for the girls from her mom (deb), I said sure. I’ll be damned if it wasn’t a real life, honest to goodness, hinged lidded, yogi teasing pick-a-nick basket! And toys, snacks and the pictured matching outfits. She’s still got it!
Rebecca Pettigrew Photography 