Earlier this week my son turned one. I was agonizing over what approach to use for his cake-smash photos because I wanted to capture the entire event without going too artistic and loosing the quality of the moment for the sake of one or two images. After having to fight my instincts as a mother, I went for a bold color choice in frosting and made an effort to really light the area at an insane level so I could ensure that every little detail was visible.
The boy was an amazing
model yet again, really getting into the moment and giving me some
wonderful expressions in his wild celebration. The start was just a
little timid, poking the frosting then looking at and licking his
fingers. For a moment I even thought he was going to go Godzilla on the
poor cake and belly flop on it in some sort of mini pile-driver. He
got his feet, hands, even his bottom into the act when he sat on the
cake at the very end.
Thankfully it was
followed by a bath since we have a full bath with tub at the studio, but
I got stuck with the epic clean-up while my husband simply took bath
duty. The hardest part of the whole event was getting the little man to
bed that night after the amazing sugar rush. Thankfully he did nod off
around one in the morning, but by then I was already to tired I was
debating if he would ever have cake again.
