Pittsburgh Wedding Photographer | Christina Montemurro

Morna is my best friend. While we lived in the same town for most of our lives, we didn’t meet until high school, when I was a junior and she was a sophomore. Our paths crossed on the school choir trip to Boston. After our competition, we had an evening to spend back at our hotel. Since there were lots of other schools present, there was a dance in one of the banquet rooms. I was waaaaaaaaaay too cool to even set foot in the room, and was happy when I found a piano out in the lobby and entertained myself for a while. Until some crabby soul complained that it was too loud and they were trying to sleep or something.

Morna wasn’t interested in the dance either. A few other people from various schools were talking in the lobby, and one of them had a guitar. It’s a lot easier to play a guitar quietly than a piano, so this guy was able to keep playing. Morna and I both found ourselves among this group and started talking. And we’ve been friends ever since. She’s been there for me so many times, and is one of those people you can tell anything to, without fear of being judged. She’s a rock.

Last week when I went to visit my family and hometown of Doylestown in Bucks County, PA, I was delighted to have the opportunity to photograph Morna’s three girls.

Mollie is almost 6.

Ana is almost 4.

And Gia is 2.

After thinking about different locations, we decided to stay close to home. Very close. All of these were taken at my parents’ house, where we were staying.

It’s a beautiful spot. Stone walls, old buildings, lots of room to run around. But there was one slight catch. My boys were there, too. They saw that there were cute girls about, and they did not want to miss out.

Poor guys! The girls were also anxious to get in some Leo entertainment and were asking to “go inside,” which I’m sure was their way of saying “let us at those cute blond boys!” So we had a quick snack break, and then let everyone loose.

What are they looking at? Leo, of course, acting like a goofball. I think he was hitting himself in the head and falling down or something.

And you probably figured this out already, you clever blog reader, but the beautiful blond adult above is Morna. And here she is again with Mollie.

It’s all boys in my house, except for me. In Morna’s family, Greg has that role, the only male in a house full of girls. Greg had to work while the girls came for their morning photo shoot, so we met quickly that evening at the Star Garden in Doylestown for a family picture.

What? A picture with no kids? Absolutely. But just one, before the kids run into the street…

Probably Mollie’s favorite.

Thank you my friends! I wish we could do this all the time.