Down the street from our house is a cemetery that I've been admiring for weeks. It just wears autumn really well, and every time we drive by I think, "Wow, it's just so... peaceful in there". So, I asked my friend and neighbor if she would be willing to bring her camera and get a few photos of our family. She was so nice to help us capture a few images of what we look like in the fall of 2011.
If I remember correctly, professional photographers feel like 18 month-olds are the most difficult age to capture, and Gigi is - you guessed it - just over 18 months old. I think the difficulty has something to do with 18-month olds being very quick and mischievous, and at the same time not verbal enough to understand a good healthy bribe to keep them still. Gigi was all over the place, but we were still lucky enough to get a few really cute shots.