Oh, and awesomeness (in case you didn't get the cell phone blasted to you!), my baby busted my lip with my Blackberry. I was talking to my mom, and he got all excited and grabbed the phone and bonked me with it. Instant fat lip and blood...it looks terrible. And of course it had to happen on an evening where I had a client meeting and a PUG to take headshots. UGH. Gotta love the kid though, he's so stinking cute. And he cried when I got hit. There wasn't even time for me to wallow because I had to comfort him :)
Until I get a chance to breathe and edit personal stuff, here's a snippet of the babe in his Baptism outfit (a.k.a the Pope) while he's making his whistling sound.

(Thanks for taking this, Whitney!)
In other news, the little man growls back when I growl at him. It's awesome! I hope he can keep it up long enough to do while wearing his dinosaur costume on Halloween. How freakin cute would that be?!
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