Here it is close up. 21 weeks.
And from far away with my trashy looking baby in the background. That is real life right there. My sick, pant-less (bad bad diaper problems...the antibiotic just goes right through him) baby eating a BAKU...which is what he calls popcicles. I love this guy...but he is trouble. Today he flooded Cali's kitchen. Don't tell Joey. Hahaa.
I don't think it is very likely that I will photograph myself very often but here we go at least I got it done once.