I was afraid I wouldn’t get the shot while my son was standing still, so I took what I could get and didn’t even consider letting them walk forward into the sunbeam. I still ended up with a nice picture, though, especially from a 70-year-old camera.
Seeing the world through my viewfinder.
I set up my dedicated strobe in preparation for the upcoming family photo, just to make sure I remembered how to work all the settings — how to sync the flash and the camera, where to position the flash, that sort of thing — and Connor immediately jumped off the recliner and in front of the camera lens.
We’ve had “camera time” every evening for three days straight, at his request. I’m guessing he’s not going to have any problems with pictures this year.