But it's not too late for Michael. I barely got my camera out last Sunday, what with trying to wrangle the girls through the whole church service, the brunch afterwards, and sending off the family visitors shortly thereafter. So today when Michael was in what appeared to be a pretty accommodating mood I slipped him back in his baptismal outfit and took a couple (hundred) pictures.
After a few rounds of deletions, I'm down to these.
(No, those last four were not the same picture.)
Dear Lord Baby Jesus...
Please let my mom stop taking pictures of me.
2 comments:
He looks like a little angel. The smile in that first picture is priceless.
Very nice ... he seems to have a hint of Mary's "krinkly smile".
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