I had a fundraising photo session the other night. I’ve been trying to book a few sessions in Columbus and it’s hard. I can’t seem to get my business off the ground. There are many photographers that have a basic DSLR and charge so little money for tons of photos.
Anyway, this family was really sweet. Their eight year old son has autism and ADHD, which is the exact same diagnosis Greg had. We did daily care for Greg when Rosie was a baby. He was fifteen years old at the time.
Honestly I love kids with special needs. They’re so genuine! I find them easier to relate to than typical kids sometimes.
Their son is named Owen and their nickname for him is O-bot, which is awesomely awesome. They were so patient, I could tell how much they adored him!
He absolutely did not stop moving during the entire time we were taking pictures. Running, narrating to himself what he was doing, hand flapping, jumping. (Actually except for the hand flapping he reminded me a lot of Igor when he was eight and we first hosted him…)
This was challenging from a photography standpoint because I couldn’t herd him into the best lit spots. Thankfully his parents didn’t expect neatly posed pictures of him, because clearly that was not going to magically happen!
Owen is apparently a dictionary of botany. His “thing” happens to be leaves and flowers, which is so cool! He’s only eight and he knows how to ID every leaf he’s ever seen.
We were at the apple orchard and they don’t allow apple picking on weekdays, so no one else was there. We were just walking (running, in Owen’s case) through the fields of apple trees.
I needed a way to engage Owen so that I could actually take a few pictures of him, so I pointed out to him that you could find the overripe and rotten apples, then throw them up in the air and watch them splat.
This was apparently the most amazing thing ever in his mind, and he focused on the rotten apple search with laser-like precision.We spent nearly two hours hanging out and playing with rotting apples.
I also discovered that he likes bear hugs from his dad, which is so sweet.
We ended up in a lot of deep shade, but that will have to just be the way it is because Owen wasn’t interested in taking pictures on purpose. Hah.
I had a lot of fun busting rotten apples with him. A whole lot of fun. I kind of didn’t want to leave. After I got home I sent his mom a message letting her know that Owen is an awesome kid and I had a great time with them this evening.
Hopefully I was able to capture some of his personality in the pictures. I took a ton!