My how quickly things change when you're three.
Jonah came home from the store with Kristi yesterday with a pack of balloons. He wanted me to blow up a blue one (blue is a big thing right now). I did and about three minutes later it popped in his hands. Not sure why. It may have been a defective balloon. I may have put too much air in it. No clue. Regardless, Jonah was upset.
I thought he was upset about losing the balloon, so I blew up another blue one. Turns out he was just scared. He insisted that I take the air out of the balloon because that was the last blue one and he wanted to play with it. Have you ever tried to untie an inflated balloon? I don't recommend it. After about 20 minutes of working on it, I succeeded and order was restored.
So, today we went to a friends birthday party. To no one's surprise, there were balloons. We weren't sure how Jonah would react. He played it cool at first and then the other kids started asking for balloons. He decided he wanted a balloon too. Thankfully, the balloon survived the windy walk home and he loves it! I just knew it was going to pop at any moment and scar him for life, but the balloon hung in there.
When I noticed that it pretty much matched his shirt, I knew it was time for a photo.
Photo - this is three lights. The key is a strobe in a beauty dish aimed at his face from camera right. There is a strobe in a 3x4' softbox camera left for fill and a gridded strobe back camera left on the balloon. 50mm lens at f/11.
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