A day of Aspen

Aspen and I spent the morning taking photos of her...or at least TRYING to take photos of her. I wanted to do some nice classy cute photos...she wanted to play dress up for every photo. After butting heads and getting annoyed with each other, I realized why I never take her photos. I want it my way, she wants it hers. We are both extremely STUBBORN. She will stomp her foot, I will stomp mine, she will scream, I will scream, She will pull her hair out, I will pull my hair out. Then we are both just annoyed for the day with each other. With anyone but me, she will do what they ask her to for photos. With me, no way. I can take photos of any other children easily, but not my own. Oh well. We compromised and she got fun photos, I got cute photos, and we ended the day with a hug and kiss. And just a few tears on both ends. Glorious day indeed. Ok, just kidding about the tears on both ends. It was just me. Aspen won out because I didn't have the energy to make her do what I wanted. I will post some when I've dried my mental tears. That's the problem with being a perfectionist!