I needed a pick-me-up this past weekend and boy did I get one by way of Mister Henry. He invited me over to his brand-spanking-new pad in Scituate and he gave me all kinds of scrunchy-smile awesome.
If you know me, you know how WILDLY happy this next one makes me.
This one’s not too shabby either:
These chairs belonged to Henry’s father Phil when he was a little boy. I love that we were able to work them into the shoot.
Rockin’ the nautical kicks.
Henry wasn’t so sure after we did an outfit change, so I took one for the team and wore a jar of crackers on my head. Funny lady.
Aimee, Phil, and Henry, you guys made my day. Keep your eyes peeled in another couple of months when Henry makes his fourth and final appearance!