I may be biased... wait. Let's tell the truth. Yep. I am biased.

This group of people are hands down some of my favorite people to photograph.

It might be because I've known the dad since the day I was born. It might be because his wife has a laugh and squeal that forces you to laugh with her. It might be because I've watched the three little boys grow from newborns to young men - WAY too quickly. Whatever it is, I love photographing my brother's family, because they are always who they are. No stiff smiles, no demand to have a 'serious' portrait. And it makes a difference -- though the photos may not turn out technically perfect, they are an exact capture of who each one of them is on the day the photos were taken. And that's what photos are supposed to be, right? Frozen memories?

The boys amaze me every time I'm with them... maybe it's because I don't have to live with them, but everything they do is in one way or another fascinating to me.

The oldest is smart and compassionate -- he watches out for his brothers in a way that only a big brother could. Sometimes that means that he guides them away from danger, and other times it means he yells "come on men!" and leads the way into adventure... and often, trouble.  :-)

The middle child is, well, a middle child. He is a blur of energy and full of strength. He looks for things to climb and conquer... and doesn't let anything stop him.  He is full of determination and already a hard worker. They don't make mountains big enough to intimidate this kid.

The youngest is a thinker. He is observant and curious. He wants to know how and why things work and asks questions constantly.  Though he often deserves the title 'baby' of the family, he is very sensitive and loving and will be the first one to offer a hug if he thinks you need it.