Paper Heart Camera is having a self-portrait challenge this week. I dismissed it as not up my alley because self-portraits give me double chins and I never have any make-up or anything on, so it would just be a close-up of nothing great. Plus it has to be in the kitchen and God knows I never do anything worth documenting in there. But my photographic lucky streak continued (coincidental rainbows and horseshoes were just falling in my lap), and it just so happened that a very large mirror found itself leaning against our kitchen cabinets. When a very cute 11-month-old baby decided she would admire her reflection, I grabbed my camera to take some photos of her, then realized I could kill several birds with one stone. So I changed persepective a bit and suddenly Em was not the focus of the photo. We both were.
I'm still in my quasi-pajamas (good enough for chasing a maniac two-year-old around gymnastics class, I assure you), but there was no awkward head angle or chin multiplication. Just me and the baby girl.