First things first: I am female.  I know I have one of “those names” and sometimes people don’t know so I’m putting it out there.  There.  You don’t have to wonder.  Maybe one day I’ll have a photo of myself alone, and looking at the camera, but for now, my son and I is the best I can do.

Okay, so, I’m a woman, a mother, a wife.  I like organic food and french fries from McDonalds, but never in the same meal.  That would be so very wrong.  I love to read, wait, I’m lying.  I read before I had a child.  Now I fall asleep watching bad tv at an embarrassingly early hour.

I think that I am funny, but I am probably far less funny than I think I am.  Just ask my husband, who has to put up with me narrating his showers in my best Steve Irwin.  I find it pretty hilarious, though.  However, what’s truly not funny is how many times I have written and rewritten this thing.  How awkward is writing about yourself in a way that doesn’t make you sound like a resume or a first date?  Not my forte, for sure.

I like pina coladas, gettin’ caught in the rain.  Actually I hate both of those.

I love anything that is different, even better if it is unexpected and maybe shocks you a little bit.  Ever since I was a kid, if it was a bit naughty, you could count me in.  I still retain some of this mischievousness today.  I love when I see some mischief-y sass in kids; it’s a twinkle in their eyes that gives it away.  I’m a huge fan of unconventional.  And of family.  You know, those people who make you happy and crazy and who generally make your life worth living?

So, I photograph you guys together, being perfect in your uniqueness.  You and your tiny baby, you and your family, you and the people who make your heart skip a beat and make your face smile.  Who wouldn’t want photos of that?