If you haven't noticed, I like to take photos. I love the way a great image grabs ahold of me, how it jumps off of the page, reaches out and gently grabs the nape of my neck and stares into my eyes while everything else fades off into the distance.
Wait, what was I talking about again?
Yes, photography... and love.
... And people, I love people. And to me, photos and people go hand in hand. Especially when I say people and I'm referring to a six pound eleven ounce little one with a head full of hair. Talk about making your ovaries dance. Every time I'd pick him up, they'd do a little jig and shout I'm ready, I'm ready. And every time I'd have to whisper back I'm not, I'm not.
I still have a six month old and a new puppy. 'Nuff said.
Back to baby Cole that we had the pleasure to photograph, and his beautiful parents and every ounce of his little deliciousness...
He was a joy.
And most importantly, he smelled like a baby, and I really love baby smell.