This shot was about to be dumped into my trash basket because my youngest daughter (the little one with the interpretation of an alien from War of the Worlds.....) was on her less than best behaviour, and my eldest daughter's friend has a tree coming out of the top of her head. On top of that, as all teenagers do, they hated the pic. But a nano-second before I dumped it, I realised it was the only one where a moment had been captured that really told the story to me....about how comfortable my girls felt with each other (they are from different marriages) and I did not press the delete key after all. Sometimes being the photographer should most certainly come second. For what it's worth, this was with the D2x, 85 1.8 Nikkor @ F/4, with SB800 to provide fill.