I like to take photos of things. Mostly peoples. Mostly pretty peoples, if I'm honest. But sometimes toys, or dogs, or maybe a tree. Y'know, interesting stuff.
I shoot a few burlesque shows, but that's just to kill time between photoshoots with models, where I can control the light and the pose and the magic.
My photos will have the tag "my photo". Otherwise, it's stolen from the vast wilderness that is the internet. I usually source pics from Model Mayhem, Flickr or We <3 it.
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Even though she has the same bug that floored @katiemorag and I, Soph isn’t letting it get her down (all thanks to boob milk, i suspect, giving Soph all the antibodies that her mumma has been cooking specific to this illness) #toddlergram #breastisbest #sophie (at Home Base Alpha)
I did that the other week with Sophie. The result? She helpfully pinched my tongue and poked it back into my mouth before toddling off to go play with some toys.
But today, I am ill. Some sorta horrible retching cough. So Katie took Sophie out for a walk to let me get a little peace and rest.
When they came home, Katie explained to Soph that I wasn’t feeling very well / happy.
Soph then proceeded to bring me random toys, into the bedroom and sat then within my reach, before scooting off to get something else. It’s not something she normally does, so I’m going to go out on a limb and assume she understood that I was feeling down.
What a cutie!
Yesterday, we decided to bake some Gingerbread cookies with Soph.
They smelled a bit like feet, but they tasted ace.
This is a photo of Sophie wondering who the fuck Sophia is
( for those who missed it, the first 9 months of Sophie’s life my mum thought she was called Sophia. Or Sofia. She even had got a letter from Santa last year addressed to Sophia. )
Soph is such a Holga hipster, she has her own toy camera. ¬_¬
Sophie, dressed as a christmas pudding, with the surprise hit toy of the day:
Some wooden pegs and wooden disks. You stack the disks on the pegs. Rinse. Repeat.
In her world, it’s hilarious and exciting and magical and she just wanted to play with it all day. Bless her little pudding face.
Cynical Sophie doesn’t give a shit about your iPhone 5 or your oversized-jumper-that-your-mum-actually-bought-in-your-size or any of that bullshit.
Sophie and Katie were dressed in their finest today, for the BFN Christmas Party, so I grabbed a photo of them when I got home from a terrible, long, boring day at work.
Today, Sophie had a Christmas Party at her nursery.
Not only did they play games ( when I went to pick her up, there was an epic looking den in the corner, made from an upturned table and some sheets ) and dance about to music all day, they also found time to make some kickass art!
Check these motherfuckers out!
This was Soph on Saturday.
Normally, Soph and I have a Saturday together, because Katie works.
This coming Saturday, I have to work :( Which means there is really no reason for me to look forward to the weekend. Everyday is a Monday as far as this week is concerned :(
Today, we went to one of Sophie’s friends Baptism.
Sophie wore one of her ever so pretty party dresses and she got a balloon to take home.
I didn’t even take my camera with me today, because weekends are my family time, and I’d much rather run around after Soph that feel like I have to be stuck behind a viewfinder. Not that anyone makes me take photos, but if I take my camera, I always feel obligated to take photos. And to take photos of everyone, to be inclusive.
But when we were back home, and Soph and I were playing while Mumma was busy, I took some pics of Sophie. She loves her balloon.
Lol we’re off to church! Well, a christening, but u assume that still happens in Jeezy Creezy’s house? I’m literally wearing my Sunday Best haha #sophie #gpoy #ayr #church
Soph just loves mushing through leaves! Stomp! Kick! Squelch!