The photog-wannabe in me decided that we needed to have a little six month/Father's Day impromptu photo shoot in the front yard yesterday.
Outfit changes were quick. Props were minimal. My subject kept putting his chubby fingers in his mouth. And said subject kept falling over from his sitting position.
It was when Camden spit up out his nose AND mouth that I knew our front yard photo sesh was toast.
He proceeded to cry for a good 15 minutes.
The fun never ends.