I remember his birth so well. It was calm. Relaxed. Dark. Perfect. And he was tiny. So tiny.
Well, okay...he wasn't that tiny. He was almost 9 pounds. But a lot tinier than he is now.
Last week he turned six months old. He is so full of personality and happiness. And his smile! Oh, that smile! It just melts me right into a muddle of melted...ness.
Seriously. I'm melting just thinking about it.
So anyway, I decided this morning that he needed his 6 month portraits taken. And in a moment of stupidity, I thought it might work to take them in his bedroom. So I pulled out my favorite Christmas gift for him, dressed him, and then grabbed one of my studio blankets which just happens to be in storage in his room. I threw the blanket on the floor, picked up my camera, and shot a few images.
Immediately I knew this room just wasn't going to work out. I mean...are those cute? YES!!! But the shadows. Ugh. Actually, it would have been great had I been going for mood lighting. But I wasn't so much. Ya know, with him being a baby and all. So down to the studio we went for the rest.
Oh, did I mention he's mobile now?
I officially had to tap his hand this morning and say "no touching" for the first time.
Seriously. Do you see why I melt?
Gah. Must go pull myself back together.
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