There aren’t a lot of pictures of me as a baby. Even though my father was, at the time, in the middle of a career change to photography. Can we say irony?
In the age of cell phones and digital cameras, I have a crap ton of adorable D pics and our Vino life, but I haven’t printed them. I want to make sure they are somewhere D can see them if and when he wants to see them later in life and I get to relive the memories.
And Photo Friday was born!
Them are some angry looking clouds. And an indicator of the holiday weekend weather.
Holding a sleeping baby was more important than doing housework.
I shaved the callouses off B’s feet. That, my friends, is love.
This child sleeps in the strangest positions.
Yep, Chinese food to celebrate an American holiday. Our plans for grilling got rained out.
D rocking the comb-over and looking adorable.
Daddy and D watching the Heat lose to the Pacers. Wahoo!
D took a selfie.
Just kicked back and relaxed.
Another strange D sleeping position.
So fresh and so clean! I no longer have poop up my back…Hallelujah!
Rocking the faux-hawk
Oh, to be that flexible! How do those toes taste, D?