Kids are the Devil

I'm so over kids-- their sticky, tiny hands grabbing everything; their nonsensical, unending banter; their crying; their screaming-- I don't see why people are still having these.

So when I went to get a fall photo of people picking out pumpkins, I was dead set on not shooting a child. I stuck with a pair of grown-ups looking for their first pumpkin together. But the entire time there was this kid behind them, circling the pumpkin patch like a shark, waiting to make his kill. "I know you want to shoot me," he seemed to say with each carefree laugh and playful kick of the tiny pumpkins. Ugh, I couldn't resist. I swear that kid was the devil.



I shot the couple for like five minutes. I shot maybe four frames of the kid. Guess which photo got into today's newspaper.

Photographer Tip #17: Shooting kids is like shooting fish in a barrel. You'll never miss, but you'll also die a little inside each time you shoot one.