I must say it felt kind of weird taking a 10 month old baby to a photo shop to have her picture taken. But Hannah didn't behave according to her young age - throughout the photo shoot, she was perfectly composed and cooperative, perched on a stool (while Po-Po and Daddy held her tight just out of shot) not making a single noise.
Why did we do it? Well, Hannah needs a passport. That's right, her own passport. She can't be added to Mummy or Daddy's passports, she has to have her own. With a picture. Goodness knows how she is going to convince immigration of her identity when they look at her photo in 5 year's time, but we will worry about that later. The important thing is we get a passport ready for (God willing) Hannah's big trip to England in December.
I must say I am quite pleased with the results. The BIG blackish bruise on the left side of her forehead was conveniently covered by her wild fringe. Her two bottom teeth can just been seen through her vague smile. She looks quite grown up (for a 10 month old!) in her wistful pose.
And she did such a good job of charming the young lady serving us that we got a couple of 'touched up' photos for free. I think they are intended for us to enter more competitions. Well, the lady showed us all kinds of fancy effects and borders (none of which really grabbed us) but eventually we settled on the 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' design in commemoration of Hannah's favourite song.
Angelic, isn't she?
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