My poor nephew.

Jamey isn’t the only one who was tortured for the sack of art during our recent snowstorm.
I’m afraid that little Samuel is only going to recognize me if I have a camera stuck in front of my face. The baby is going to think that my camera is an extension of my body- like a giant nose.

I can’t help it though- when he comes around I just have to take a picture… It’s an overwhelming urge that I can’t control.

Maybe I need therapy.

Or maybe he just needs to get uglier. That’s probably it.

It’s just not right to be this cute.
(P.S.- Samuel only spent thirty seconds outside in the snow, and he was wrapped in a warm blanket the entire time. Please do not send me hate mail about the care of this child. He is fine.)



Filed under Family, Marla's Ramblings, Photography

6 responses to “My poor nephew.

  1. 5kidswdisabilities

    What sweet pictures!!!!!!
    Lindsey Petersen

  2. That little fella has looooooong fingers! And taking pics IS therapy!

  3. Oh Marla, that pic is too cute! And I’m kinda jealous of your farm except that I want to just want to live on a farm without having to do any of the work. It doesn’t really work like that, does it? 😉

    Thanks for stopping by my blog and entering the contest.

  4. Love, love, love! Look at him all bundled up…

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