Professional portraits anyone?

Turns out my little brother Matthew is a real-life photographer and so agreed to take some shots of my wee ones.
Shoot started out great we hiked ourselves up into a cow pasture dodging pies and calves with ease. We set up and the kids were cooperative and cute. Shangri-la, if you will. Then about 13.35 minutes into the shoot Millie decides that all of the cooperation and ease are over. She decides she is a ravenous wolf and that she will only smile, look at the camera, or quit crying when she wants to and no amount of snacks, goofy faces, or singing is going to change her mind. Diva! Luckily my brother has the patience of Ghandi ( and also the eating habits-that boy is skinny) and so acted as if all was well and tried to have the camera at the ready for the few moments Millie decided she would participate. The boys on the other hand acted just like my own little Derek Zoolander and Hansel and mugged it up like professional male models ( who just happen to be really, really, really good-looking).








I was so pleased with the pictures and swear Matt deserves some kind of reward for getting any good shots of Millie. In fact the one where they are all walking away, Millie is screaming like a stuck pig. Thanks Matthew. You can check out his work here.
P.S. the photo that is my header was taken by him, genius.