So, I got brave recently and specifically asked my husband to take pictures of me and James together. It was weird handing the camera to him and I had to relax and try not to get "posed" pics together. In the first few, we were at a coffee shop, so pulling out the camera and taking pictures felt awkward, but no one really cares what you're doing, so why should we? I figured if she can do it, so can I. I've been touched and inspired by Kelle Hampton to bust out my camera more, in public, even taking it to the beach last weekend.
It's very difficult to get a "good" picture of a wiggly toddler with an adult, especially when he's in the mood to run around, like most of the time. But my husband persisted, kept snapping away, and the results are real life fun. After discarding all the blurry ones or the ones where I hated the look on my face, we were left with a few I actually liked. Baby steps.
(And if you're curious, I've been living in these little tank dresses lately- from Express.)