I do not do well waiting. Not even a little bit. Especially for photos in which I feel equal parts guilt and anticipation since this little family tradition is HUGELY important to me. However, being on the other side most of the time, I'm well aware that this sort of build up is generally NOT good for anyone on the shoot. So Steve, sensing my overt insanity, told me to wait in the car for the photographer while he walked around with the kids NOT making them crazy as I would. I can't tell you what a jerk I am when I'm anxious, and why should I? Most of you know.
I do not do well waiting. Not even a little bit. Especially for photos in which I feel equal parts guilt and anticipation since this little family tradition is HUGELY important to me. However, being on the other side most of the time, I'm well aware that this sort of build up is generally NOT good for anyone on the shoot. So Steve, sensing my overt insanity, told me to wait in the car for the photographer while he walked around with the kids NOT making them crazy as I would. I can't tell you what a jerk I am when I'm anxious, and why should I? Most of you know.
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