I took D'arcy and Maggie out on Maggie's birthday (yes, that was almost a month ago) to take some pictures. I don't force my kids to sit, smile and take a portrait very often, but I do try on their birthdays. D'arcy liked her hair band, but disliked her outfit. She was pouting the whole time. Maggie turned two. She was more interested in playing and discovering our neighborhood than sitting still and smiling. If I pointed the camera at her, she would start waving her hand saying "no pictures!" I was getting frustrated and started threatening to take away the promised ice cream. Which is minimally helpful.
At some point, I remembered that I'm a lifestyle photographer which means I'm trying to capture real, authentic moments. I very, very, rarely put a simple portrait up on my wall. So why am I torturing myself and my kids on their birthdays? I'm always surprised by the picture I love at the end of photographing my family. Most times it's a picture I didn't set out to take. It was a picture I took in the midst of life happening. Here are a few of the shots I took that day that I DID NOT set out to take, but I think show my two daughters' (who are exactly six years and three days apart) relationship.