Kids & Color

After I left Los Angeles, I moved to France for a year.  To detox my ego from all the self importance and detox my body from all the smog and pot.  I had a wonderful year in France which was made better by becoming pregnant.  The only issue was that I didn't know shit about being a parent, other than I didn't want to do what my parents did.  I didn't ever planning on becoming a mama actually.  I didn't think I had it in me to take care of anyone...heck I could hardly take care of myself.  

So I did what I usually did...went to learn from the best.  I moved back to my home town of San Luis Obispo, where the air is clean and my car would be in the parking lot when I was done with my grocery shopping.  I took every parenting and child development class that the junior college had to offer.

I raised the kid BY THE BOOK.  My teachers and professors were amazing.  I learned to love kids because I learned about being a kid.  It was amazing.  I could barely wait for the next day of my child's development.

My camera always in tow...because I didn't want to forget one little day of his life. 

My philosophy stayed as authentic as in Los Angeles, but with a Maria Montessori twist, "Follow the Child." Let the child be themselves, nurture their sweet authentic selves just as I did in L.A. with the entertainment folks.  I would go to their environment to minimize distraction and get on their level.  With kids, I don't direct or coach like I do with the adults.  

I quietly enter into their space and allow them the space to unfold at their own pace.  Then we run, and eat flowers and get crazy.  It's all about fun.

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