I remember where I was and the fact that I had a ridiculous Santa hat on when I first met Warren. OK, so I was 12 and he was a new born. Oh my gosh, I think I just told how old I am. Anyway, back to Warren. Warren is definitely not the same little guy he was 17 years and 10 months ago. Yes, he still does Warrenesk things and he still has that artist in him that I knew was there so long ago when we’d color and draw at the kitchen table for hours. He no longer will fit on my lap but has plenty of room on his for me with those long legs that help make him the 6′ 2″ that he is. I’m so proud of the handsome man he’s turning into and the fact that he loves making films causes him to have a special place in my heart. I secretly hope I had something to do with that.
So Warren and I set out to do some senior photos. I had mentioned a location I’d been dying to shoot at but we’d have to jump a barbed wire fence. He was up for it and I was happy to be doing that with him. I think it was the first time I’ve ever trespassed. Well, it was worth it – even the cut and bruise on my elbow from jumping over. Just wait until you see. Enjoy!
Warren, thanks for being such a good sport. You Rock! I can’t wait to attend the first premier of the first movie you produce. :) Don’t forget about me.
Oh Canon, how we love thee! – for his dad – the Nikon lover.
What a handsome guy!
The End.
