no love for the photographer

Say hello to the beautiful T. family.  Sweet Baby T. was all smiles for Papa T. and more than happy to give up the cheer and sweetness for Mama T.  But there was no love whatsoever for the blasted photog (that would be me) who put her in leaves, laid her in grass, and tried to make her peek out of everything from trees to suitcases and sunflowers.  Luckily for Mr. & Mrs. T., the Wee One is simply beautiful, and looks like a perfect little china doll even when she's mad as a wet hen at the nasty photographer...

Into Mommy and...

Into Daddy and...

Into pine cones but...

Not into foliage...

Not into footography...

And definitely not into me.  ~sigh~  

(She's glaring at me. This was the last shot we took and I'm positive she's thinking, HA - I'm SO done with you... neiner...)

Go check out the whole album, and you'll note that the only time she is smiling is when she's not actually looking at me.  She's gorgeous, and I'm hurt.  Maybe I had bad breath...