You have to love this kid. This is son number two. We call him Stevie Wonder.
He knows I’m working on my photography, and even though it was the last thing he wanted to do yesterday – he sat patiently for me while I photographed him. . . over and over again.
I worked on focusing on his eyes. Then I had trouble with the lighting. . . and then trouble with to many shadows on his face. It took forever. But, he sat for me. Even though he said his hair was terrible, and I knew he really, really didn’t want to do it. Some of the faces he made were down right funny. This is typical of this son we call Stevie Wonder. He has a heart of gold.
May he never changes.