Last year’s mini shoot sessions were a ton of fun, but they were also a TON of work. So this year, I decided not to do any mini shoots at all. I was worried about over-doing it and ending up where I was last year (burnt out, blerg)…but then the requests started pouring in. You like me, you really like me! (Cue Sally Field)
At the last minute, I decided to do a flash mini shoot sale, which is totally a term I just made up. I do work in marketing, after all! Basically I put the word out on the Crazybananas Facebook page that I had a short window of time and if you contacted me within the day of the post you could schedule a mini shoot. It worked out perfectly! I had a few families take advantage, and I didn’t overwhelm myself. A total win!
Here are a few images from our fun, and thankfully stress-free, afternoon. Many thanks to those of you that participated! If you were one of the many that couldn’t make it, but still want some holiday photos, I am available for full shoots this fall. You can email me at megan@crazybananas.com for more details on pricing and schedule.
(Chris and Amaira by Richard Renaldi via CBS News)
I came across this story recently and loved it so much, I had to share. The images are magical and the idea behind the project is just lovely. A photographer in New York City grabs strangers off the street and then asks them to pose intimately, as if they are lovers, friends or family members. The results are stunning.
(Thanks to Rachel for the heads up on this story!)
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This weekend I had one of those moments. You know…those moments. The ones you daydream about when you’re uncomfortably pregnant and can’t imagine what color eyes and hair your child will have. You think about the big milestones in their lives, where you’ll be and how you’ll react.
I’ve talked before about Lucy’s incredible soccer team, an awesome group of adorable girls who work so very hard. Kansas City is a HUGE soccer town, and most kids start playing when they are three or four. By the time they are Lucy’s age, they are quite competitive, with many joining traveling teams and advanced leagues. Lucy loves soccer because she loves hanging out with her friends, but she has never been all that serious about it. And most of her team is the same way. Several are very skilled, but most of the girls have only played one season if any at all, and they are playing against girls who have been on teams for four years or more! Let’s just say, our sweet girls had a tough season.
But it was so different from last year. A lot of things seemed to click in practice, and by the last few games, the girls really started to play well. However, the elusive goal was always a tiny bit out of their reach. The coaches decided to give them a little more incentive, and promised the girls if the team could score just one goal in our final game, they would treat all of them to ice cream.
Lucy talked about this promised treat all week long. It was an even bigger deal for her, as Lucy has recently been in the throes of testing for a lactose intolerance, so she hadn’t had dairy in over two weeks. She practiced well and drew up plays at the dinner table, planning for her big moment.
About halfway through the first half on this cold game day, Lucy stole the ball near the our team’s goal, and started taking it upfield. She was running faster than I’d ever seen her, dodging defenders and streaking down the field. As she got closer and closer to the opposing team’s goal, all the parents seemed to hold our breaths…we’d had so many shots at the goal, and yet, nothing. I don’t know if anyone really believed this would be the moment. And then she shot. It was right in the corner of the goal, perfect placement.
Our entire side of the sideline errupted in cheers. I started crying and all of the parents were screaming and hugging. I’m sure the other team thought we were nuts, but this was our first goal in two seasons and it was a big freaking deal! I looked up and saw Lucy’s smile from all the way across the field. I’ll never forget it. All the girls on our team ran over, tackling her with hugs and high fives. They worked so hard together, and watching them all be so happy for Lucy, not a jealous or envious face in the bunch, was so beautiful. This team is one incredible group of little ladies, and I felt proud to be standing on the same field with them and their parents.
We didn’t win the game, but I don’t know if any of the girls even noticed. It was such a spectacular day, and watching them laugh and grin as they ate their celebratory ice cream was worth a million freezing cold evening practices in the dark. I’m not sure if this is the last season of Lucy’s soccer career (she’s undecided if she wants to keep playing or concentrate on something else in her spare time), but if it is, I’m so glad she went out on such a high note. It was one of those moments I know she’ll remember forever. After the game I told her I cried when she scored. “Me too, Mom!” she replied. “But don’t worry, they were happy tears.”
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Mini-Mini Shoots 2013 – Sneak Peek
/2 Comments/in Photos /by MeganLast year’s mini shoot sessions were a ton of fun, but they were also a TON of work. So this year, I decided not to do any mini shoots at all. I was worried about over-doing it and ending up where I was last year (burnt out, blerg)…but then the requests started pouring in. You like me, you really like me! (Cue Sally Field)
At the last minute, I decided to do a flash mini shoot sale, which is totally a term I just made up. I do work in marketing, after all! Basically I put the word out on the Crazybananas Facebook page that I had a short window of time and if you contacted me within the day of the post you could schedule a mini shoot. It worked out perfectly! I had a few families take advantage, and I didn’t overwhelm myself. A total win!
Here are a few images from our fun, and thankfully stress-free, afternoon. Many thanks to those of you that participated! If you were one of the many that couldn’t make it, but still want some holiday photos, I am available for full shoots this fall. You can email me at megan@crazybananas.com for more details on pricing and schedule.
Turning Strangers into Friends
/0 Comments/in Photos, web, World /by Megan(Chris and Amaira by Richard Renaldi via CBS News)
I came across this story recently and loved it so much, I had to share. The images are magical and the idea behind the project is just lovely. A photographer in New York City grabs strangers off the street and then asks them to pose intimately, as if they are lovers, friends or family members. The results are stunning.
(Thanks to Rachel for the heads up on this story!)
Pride and Joy
/1 Comment/in Happiness, Lucy /by MeganThis weekend I had one of those moments. You know…those moments. The ones you daydream about when you’re uncomfortably pregnant and can’t imagine what color eyes and hair your child will have. You think about the big milestones in their lives, where you’ll be and how you’ll react.
I’ve talked before about Lucy’s incredible soccer team, an awesome group of adorable girls who work so very hard. Kansas City is a HUGE soccer town, and most kids start playing when they are three or four. By the time they are Lucy’s age, they are quite competitive, with many joining traveling teams and advanced leagues. Lucy loves soccer because she loves hanging out with her friends, but she has never been all that serious about it. And most of her team is the same way. Several are very skilled, but most of the girls have only played one season if any at all, and they are playing against girls who have been on teams for four years or more! Let’s just say, our sweet girls had a tough season.
But it was so different from last year. A lot of things seemed to click in practice, and by the last few games, the girls really started to play well. However, the elusive goal was always a tiny bit out of their reach. The coaches decided to give them a little more incentive, and promised the girls if the team could score just one goal in our final game, they would treat all of them to ice cream.
Lucy talked about this promised treat all week long. It was an even bigger deal for her, as Lucy has recently been in the throes of testing for a lactose intolerance, so she hadn’t had dairy in over two weeks. She practiced well and drew up plays at the dinner table, planning for her big moment.
About halfway through the first half on this cold game day, Lucy stole the ball near the our team’s goal, and started taking it upfield. She was running faster than I’d ever seen her, dodging defenders and streaking down the field. As she got closer and closer to the opposing team’s goal, all the parents seemed to hold our breaths…we’d had so many shots at the goal, and yet, nothing. I don’t know if anyone really believed this would be the moment. And then she shot. It was right in the corner of the goal, perfect placement.
Our entire side of the sideline errupted in cheers. I started crying and all of the parents were screaming and hugging. I’m sure the other team thought we were nuts, but this was our first goal in two seasons and it was a big freaking deal! I looked up and saw Lucy’s smile from all the way across the field. I’ll never forget it. All the girls on our team ran over, tackling her with hugs and high fives. They worked so hard together, and watching them all be so happy for Lucy, not a jealous or envious face in the bunch, was so beautiful. This team is one incredible group of little ladies, and I felt proud to be standing on the same field with them and their parents.
We didn’t win the game, but I don’t know if any of the girls even noticed. It was such a spectacular day, and watching them laugh and grin as they ate their celebratory ice cream was worth a million freezing cold evening practices in the dark. I’m not sure if this is the last season of Lucy’s soccer career (she’s undecided if she wants to keep playing or concentrate on something else in her spare time), but if it is, I’m so glad she went out on such a high note. It was one of those moments I know she’ll remember forever. After the game I told her I cried when she scored. “Me too, Mom!” she replied. “But don’t worry, they were happy tears.”