The photographer had a variety of shots she wanted to take of the 8 different children. As you can imagine it was quite chaotic at times. At one point while I was helping my daughter J, I noticed my son B had disappeared. I called to hubby to stay with J while I went to go find B. As it turns out, he was across the hall in a room with some of the student workers in the photography lab. Girl students.
I walked in and announced that he needed to come back in to the other room and stay with us. "In a minute mom. I'm just talking to my ladies" , he said
"Oh, I see" I said barely stifling laughter. "Well your,uh, friends are trying to work and we should probably not be disturbing them".
He left with me but both hubby and I had to pull him from that room many a time.
Later, when B was in a shoot in which he was flanked by two older girls dressed as cheerleaders the instant the camera stopped flashing he looked at each girl and said. "I like pretty girls".
Hubby and I just looked at each other. Everyone else laughed
When finally all the pictures had been taken and the kids were sufficiently worn out we got ready to go. As we headed toward the door, my son B turned around quickly and started to run.
"B, where are you going?" we both called out to him.
"I forgot to say goodbye to my ladies" he said.
Yep, that's my son. Mad pimp that he is at the ripe old age of 5