I confess some confusion about the term "playdate." I mean, it's not from my generation. In the 80s we just asked if we could play, or go over, or get a ride. And sometimes we didn't ask and we got in trouble. When my kid asks for a playdate I dont understand what I'm supposed to do. Do I just drop the kid off? Do I stay the whole time? Do i make friends with the parents of the kid that my kid is friends with or do I just nod and ask if my kid was bad?
All of that to say that I'm learning a lot as you can tell.
The other day George had some friends over and I got them snacks and did the laundry and then sunset light was so beautiful that I couldn't help snapping a couple of shots.
I say a couple of shots because the biggest difference between my personal work and my professional work is that professionally I shoot the entire time. I never stop shooting. I capture EVERYTHING. I capture all the big stuff and all the little stuff. It's important to tell your story responsibly and honorably. And I like this about my professional life, but with my own personal shooting I can shoot a couple and then put the camera away and make dinner. And that's nice too.
I'm especially pleased that these photographs capture the full range of emotions present on a playdate. My son's sad face because his friend ate his chocolate and then later, confessing to having broken one of mommy's precious shells. His face of concern when his friends wont stop touching HIS tree and Nobi's face of delight at getting juice which isn't served at her home.
I don't know much about playdates but I know that they include love and hate, happiness and great tragedy.
So all of that to say dear internet friends that I wish you some wonderful playdates in 2017. whatever the hell that means.