I had the distinct honor of watching my godchild Mara the other day and thought I would take advantage of the opportunity and take some photos of her. Little did I know that she would interpret this as a form of torture and would only give me sad, pleading eyes. Eventually, I relented, but not until I felt I had captured her beautiful, tortured essence. Incidentally, I saw her again today and she smiled at me. I was happy to confirm that there was no emotional scarring, just some very emotive images from the experience.
