Staged you say? Well, only a little. This actually looks really sweet. But here are two other shots:
Nice, huh? Me shoving my son's head out of the way. My twelve year old daughter is a phenomenal photographer. What I love is that his head is blury, too. Because he's swooping in from the other direction.
Here's more of a reality shot. This really is how I get anything done. My son usually sits right next to me- when I sew, too. But honestly, I know in the next year or two he's going to find other things that interest him more than what I'm doing, and all this snuggle time will be just a memory, so I'll keep laughing and hope he doesn't pull my needles out.
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