They pulled up to Shevlin Park about five minutes late because the littlest was having a hard morning. Mom apologized. I told her that was the story of most moms before a shoot, sometimes getting out the door is the hardest part!
The oldest bolted for the trail before anyone said hello. Dad was carrying the baby and a bag of toys aka tools for bargaining and looked like he'd already accepted that this was going to be chaos. Mom looked at me and said, "I'm sorry, they're a lot right now." I told her that was perfect.
We walked. I didn't start with a big group photo or line everyone up. We just walked the trail and I let the kids lead. The oldest one pushed sticks into the ground because they were "definitely stick people" and the little one wanted to be put down and play with the dog. I stayed close, watching the light come through the pines.













