Occasionally, someone will ask me to take pictures for them. Generally, I don’t do it. I know that’s mean, and what is the big deal, right?, but it’s not about them, it’s about me. I feel like I can’t promise that I’ll get some pics that they will like. And I suck at posing. What if I only get an occasional great shot of my kids because I am around them a lot and there are just so many opportunities? Plus, I’m not really a people person, ya know? But, every once in awhile, I’ll think, but it’s just so-and-so, and I just love her. And I can tell her I can’t promise anything, and I get over myself and do it. I get nervous, and red-faced, and feel like I’m a total fraud, but so far, almost every time, there have been a few shots that I love. Thank goodness! Sure, they look like pictures that I have taken of my kids a zillion times, but they are new to them! So, while I will not be hanging my name on a shingle, well, probably ever! And generally, my first response to everything is no. Occasionally, I will say yes, because, well, sometimes you have to test your limits and not be such a bitch.