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Boys will be…well, boys.  The other day the boys were having fun in the neighbor’s yard after they re-discovered their “squirty pencils” in our garage.  It turns out money can buy happiness.  The dollar store sold the squirty pencils all summer (oddly, for $2.00).  My dad initially bought them a couple of these up at the lake.  I am not sure how many of these we went through, but they had waaay more than $2.00 of fun with these things over the summer.  Now of course, everything is a sword to them.  Well, at least to Charlie.  Nate has no clue and just happily mimics whatever his brother is doing.

 

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  • Mama Z - Oh the joys of boys + water + swords. I can almost hear the sword battles!ReplyCancel

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I realized today that it’s been way too long since I’ve taken any shots of my own boys.  And this one, he’s really hard to nail down.  He runs as fast as he can from my camera most of the time.  So for once, I think *not* having taken pictures of him in a while worked in my favor, he didn’t have the usual run and hide response when I got out my camera.

The light in the backyard was nice and bright so I decided to try to talk him in to laying down for a minute to look for airplanes 🙂  So here are the many faces of Charlie, over the course of exactly two minutes.

 

 

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Mr. Personality | Chicago children’s photographer

Meet Jackson.  He’s my nephew.  Well, technically not really my nephew but my first cousin once removed or my second cousin, or something like that.  I can never figure that relationship out.  At any rate, he’s my cousin’s adorable kiddo and as far as our family is concerned they’re all nephews 🙂  Thus far in this generation of our family – it’s all boys too!  So I was really excited when I was asked to do a session of him.  Just him.  So much fun!

For many photographers, toddlers are their worst nightmare.  They pay no attention to you, do their own thing, goof off most of the time, throw random fits, you get the idea…But not for me.  If I could shoot toddlers only (and maybe dogs too, same challenges basically!) I’d be a happy, happy girl.  They just crack me up with their “independence” and attitudes, going from one emotion to the next every 20 seconds.  I love that they have the attention span of a fruit fly.  I love that they are half baby and half kid.  It’s such a fleeting time, and I love to capture it.

So here, Jackson is informing me there is a doggie over there:

And running!

I always find that boys are blessed with the most amazing eyes and eyelashes…case in point:

And this is one of my favorites from the day, this pouting was hilarious (well not to him, but to me):

Oh, and I may or may not have told him that Cookie Monster and Elmo lived in this cottage.  Poor guy was perplexed that they weren’t answering the door and he couldn’t find a way in!

 

 

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  • Julia - He is so cute and in that first shot, I totally see Charlie. That Flickinger gene is a strong one! 😉 Great work Jess!ReplyCancel

  • Kim Lane - Jessica, I adore these. I know his parents must be thrilled beyond THRILLED. So beautiful.ReplyCancel

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Lazy days.  In jammies.  My favorite kind!  Okay so I admit these shots aren’t from this week.  I am *still* way behind and trying to catch up.  But these are very recent!  Nate is (unfortunately) getting really into Caillou as of late.  Just when I thought I was off the hook because Charlie seems to be losing interest a little bit…

So here he is just mesmerized by everyone’s favorite bald 4 year old.  And if you don’t know who Caillou is?  Be glad.  It’s worse than Barney.

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Nate found the paci stash the other day.  Funny, because he never used them to begin with.  Occasionally, he finds them and likes to pretend to be a “baby”.  In fact, he calls the pacifiers “babies”.   It looks so funny to me to see him with one in his mouth since the only other time he had one was in the hospital (for about 10 minutes).  He wanted no part of them.  Which is fine.  One less habit to break!  Potty training with this one should give me enough of a run for my money…

 

 

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