I am that photographer.
The one who will overshoot and overdeliver, always.
Who will yell from behind the camera how perfect and gorgeous you all look. Every. Single. Time.
Who might include an emotional, blurry photo in your gallery because sometimes it’s not about the clarity, it’s about the moment. And I want you to have it.
The one who sends you five almost identical images because your expression shifts ever so slightly in each, and I can’t choose which one you’ll love most. So you get them all.
I’m the photographer who will get real handsy while posing you, cracking jokes along the way, even if you’re not fully comfortable with a stranger touching you. (Don’t worry, we won’t be strangers for long.)
I will gush over your baby and say I wish I could kiss them. I won’t. But I’ll want to. Sometimes I do.
I include the outtakes with your gallery. Yes, they’re edited. Yes, they’re staying.
I’m also the one who completely stinks at the admin stuff. I just want to take the photos and capture the memories.
I will absolutely want you to message me right after I send your gallery to tell me you love your photos. I mean like, immediately, or I get anxious. 
If you take any behind-the-scenes photos or live shots, send them to me. I want to make all the reels.
Need help picking outfits? I’m all in. I’ll send links, style guides, lend you dresses, bows, accessories. If I have it, it’s yours.
And during your wardrobe consult, I may just text you a simple “no.” I’m direct to a fault.  Some people love it. Some… not so much. But I’m me!
I want your kids to like me. I want them to get excited when you say, “We’re going to take pictures with her!”
I’ll listen to you. Laugh with you. Cry with you. I’ll become your friend.
Because you’re so much more than just a client.
You’re family.
And I love and appreciate that you make space for me in your life and your budget.
I love each of you.