And Other Assorted Photographic Hijinks
Before I share the photos I took of my eldest son, I think I should give a little information about my Elijah. Elijah is six. He is energetic, funny, super smart, often antisocial, and quite introverted. He is the sweetest six year old you’ll ever meet, but most people don’t know it because he won’t talk to you you, look you in the eye, or generally acknowledge your existence. We’re working on it. In the meantime, an activity…such as a backyard photo session…which is pretty fun for his siblings, is akin to having teeth pulled for Elijah. He tried to cooperate. He even wanted me to take his picture. He just had difficulty….you know…smiling. It’s harder than you might think for a six year old introvert. So, without further ado, I give you…”Incredibly Awkward Photographs of an Extremely Beautiful Boy”.
Grumpy Look
Painful Forced Smile
He momentarily snapped under the stress.
The stress left him feeling…irritated.
Have you ever seen a deer that has been shot? They generally bite their tongue in pain. I think Elijah…is…in…pain.
He might be sick.
He’s awfully cute when not being tortured.
For this rather pleasant looking photo, I simply told him to stop trying to smile and just look “nothing”.
I think he’s got some bark up his butt.
What’s this!?! A genuine smile!
He started scooting further and further up the tree, trying to hide among the leaves.
He’s just so sweet without the grimaces and groans.
Not the prettiest smile in the world, but I had to share these chin dimples.
Finally! A photo I love. This is my Elijah. Quiet. Sweet. Loving. A good, good boy. In this photo, I can glimpse the young man he’ll soon be.
Now that’s a good looking boy!


































Aunt Amy let Abby have a go at the water hose.