I try to take a few informal pictures of the kids around their birthdays, and while Will usually allows me to snap only one or two, Hallie gladly prances around until I put my camera away. (And sometimes long after I put my camera away.) My goal is to capture, especially of Hallie, a collection of photos highlighting each and every one of her uniquely dramatic faces.
When we headed out to soccer practice last Wednesday night I hadn't planned on taking Hallie's birthday pictures. But when the sun began to set behind us, we decided to go ahead...even though her outfit clashed with the bushes and her hair had fallen out throughout the day and she had pizza sauce all over her face and preciously crooked teeth. And I think we accomplished our goal.
Eight years old looks pretty darn good on her.