If you and I have ever had an in-person chat about clothing and the experience of picture day, chances are that I’ve told you about “The Dreaded Family Picture Day of 1997” (that I may or may not die mad about). The short version is that my sister got to wear the shirt I wanted to wear. We fought fiercely over that stupid shirt. Looking at that photo still makes me mad. It also taught me an incredibly valuable lesson: THE EXPERIENCE MATTERS.

Now, I actually can’t tell you how this family felt about their session. But I’ll tell you why these pictures make me happy when I look at them. I had fun. Like a LOT of fun. Happy memories were made and documented. For me, that’s the value in photos. I’m far more interested in your sincere, real joy and love as a family than I’ll ever be in the tedious (for me) details of posed photography. Capturing personalities > capturing perfect is my jam.

Now, please see below where we had the best fall morning everrrrrr!