So I haven't really made a legit blog post since my son was born, so I figured I would do so now. This blog is dedicated to Silas to capture his first Xmas ever as a tiny little human being. Here is our subject with his mother. Let's see what cooky adventures he gets himself into.
Here is our hero with my Dad, Mick. A lot of people get all amped up to take pictures of their kids when they're all happy and smiling. That's cool and all, but I seize the opportunity to capture the little amigo at his worst. There will be a time in his life where he wants something and I'll be able to resort back to these files and be able to have photographic evidence of him being an asshole. You can consider this the ace up Papa's sleeve.
Silas opening gifts with my mother, Doris, whom I just found out this year that she does not like to be called, "door ass". Who knew?
Bo Jackson wore these in the early 90's before he broke his hip. I wear them now and kick and equal amount of ass. Like every day is Super Techmo Bowl.
Big man doing big things. Like sitting semi-upright and pretending like he's going to unwrap a gift.
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