My very own photojournalist!
Lots of important people have their lives documented in pictures.
JFK.
Elvis.
Me.
That's right, I have my very own photographer following me around. The only problem, he's only 3 feet tall, so I have lots of pictures of the underside of my chin(s).
But the plus side is, I also have lots of photos of my work:
I like to call this one, "Dressing a Fall Baby."
I love my little paparazzi!
JFK.
Elvis.
Me.
That's right, I have my very own photographer following me around. The only problem, he's only 3 feet tall, so I have lots of pictures of the underside of my chin(s).
But the plus side is, I also have lots of photos of my work:
I like to call this one, "Dressing a Fall Baby."
I love my little paparazzi!
posted by Alison at 9:04 AM
4 Comments:
I love it. He is a budding artist.
I love 'em all. You look good, woman!
P.S. Reason #487 to move to Arizona: Tonight we played outside at Swedish School from 5:15-5:30 in a windstorm with our short sleeves and flip flops on and nobody complained they were cold. (i.e. the fall babies don't need as many layers)
I love how kids are always able to capture things like macaroni and the female anatomy all in one shot. Between that and the straight-up-the-nostrils picture (I have several of those in circulation too), your paparazzi will make mill-y-ions! :)
Love it! I have "paparazzi" at my house too! :)
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