In my attempt to be photo savvy and take the plunge with Aperture, I have apparently done something very bad. I, for some reason, can't post new photos on my blog. That's why I love the Apple Store. I'm not even going to try to figure it out. I'll just let them figure it out, although I don't have my appointment until next Tuesday. Therefore, I declare this retro photo week!
Subject I:
Why We Call Him "Cry Cry"
The End.
5 comments:
And that's just half of the story.
Sarah! That is awesome! I have my own "baby cry cry", my first born was (and still is nearly 10 years later) the half glass empty kid; the tears have been replaced by a general pessimism and wariness. I have hundreds of pictures of him crying through the years. That being said, he has unbelievably high standards (for himself especially) and is driven and logical and intuitive. We still laugh that Aunt Carrie (Reppenhagen) could hear him crying from the moment she walked onto the hospital floor. He was the loudest baby anyone had ever heard and IMPOSSIBLE to console even by the most veteran of people.
Kelly, that is funny! Yes, at age 2, he still has a "cry cry" personality, but is so much FUN!
Good to hear that you and Carrie are still friends... do you all see each other often? Thanks for commenting!
Funny!!!! Love the one with Joseph crying too! Can't wait until you get Aperture figured out! Woo hoo!
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