Many,
MANY years ago, I was a happy little gymnast in Wilkesboro, NC. One of my teammates was Elizabeth, who turned out to be an
INCREDIBLE woman. I
re-met Elizabeth (although I think everyone except me calls her Liz) at a bar in Chapel Hill, three years ago. She had gone to UNC and was back visiting family, and I was just off of work, playing pool with some friends. She looked SO familiar, so I turned to her and asked 'did you take gymnastics as a kid?' and she said "oh my god, DANNNNNNNieeeeeeeeelllllllllllleeeeeee?' and i am not sure who made the higher-pitched louder girl shriek.
It was awesome. We talked forever. We drank Margaritas. (ok, I drank margaritas, she drank beer). Fast forward three years. She hired me to photograph her kids.
All three of these kids were polite AND yet quite cool. They were willing to get photographed where ever I asked.
They made sure that I did not get hit by a car, standing in the middle of the road to take the first shot of the 4 of them. I loved them for that. And I loved Liz for hiring me, for catching up, and for being awesome. THANK You Liz. For being such a great mom and a wonderful old friend.
For the past two years, I have donated my photography/time for the Great Shoot Out which supports the Kidzu Children's Museum in Chapel Hill, NC. It's easy for me, as all I do is capture some happiness with my camera at the UNC Botanical Gardens, and the proceeds fund the interactively cool and educational museum. Here is one of my favorite family photographs.
And of course, I love doing individual shots of the kids (who were crazy about UNC).
Can you imagine having FIVE girls under one roof? The really good news is that there is probably always plenty of hairspray, cute sweaters and gossip. Remembering when I was the precious age of 10/11, I would have LOVED to have had an older sister, for advice, someone with knowledge (and coolness). 
Photographing sisters is always so MUCH fun, because girls this age LOVE having their picture taken. Or maybe it is just me... maybe I am suddenly super cool.
Many, MANY years ago, I was a happy little gymnast in Wilkesboro, NC. One of my teammates was Elizabeth, who turned out to be an INCREDIBLE woman. I re-met Elizabeth (although I think everyone except me calls her Liz) at a bar in Chapel Hill, three years ago. She had gone to UNC and was back visiting family, and I was just off of work, playing pool with some friends. She looked SO familiar, so I turned to her and asked 'did you take gymnastics as a kid?' and she said "oh my god, DANNNNNNNieeeeeeeeelllllllllllleeeeeee?' and i am not sure who made the higher-pitched louder girl shriek. It was awesome. We talked forever. We drank Margaritas. (ok, I drank margaritas, she drank beer). Fast forward three years. She hired me to photograph her kids. 
All three of these kids were polite AND yet quite cool. They were willing to get photographed where ever I asked. They made sure that I did not get hit by a car, standing in the middle of the road to take the first shot of the 4 of them. I loved them for that. And I loved Liz for hiring me, for catching up, and for being awesome. THANK You Liz. For being such a great mom and a wonderful old friend. 
