Sweet Baby James models his stylin’ new bat hat.
I had a lovely weekend playing with Jamie, visiting my family, photographing Jamie, playing with Jamie, eating food I hadn’t had in years, playing with Jamie, photographing an utterly gorgeous neon sign with the most elaborate animation I’ve ever seen, playing with Jamie, hanging out in Carbondale, playing with Jamie, buying toys for Jamie, having my picture taken in a photo booth with Jamie (scan forthcoming), and playing with Jamie.
Jamie is really into drumming right now. He has figured out that an empty orange juice carton makes a good conga.
Lamb Chop and Grandpa are Jamie’s two best friends. Here he is with both of them. He wasn’t too sure about my camera, which is bigger than the one his grandma uses to take pictures of him all the time.
Another thing Jamie loves is playing horsie on Grandpa’s knee. What you can’t tell from the picture is how hilarious his hat looks when he does this. Every time he bounced, the little bat wings would flap. Ridiculous.
This isn’t the best picture I shot this weekend, but it’s one of my favorites. The stuffed animal in Jamie’s arms is my old Pooh bear. Pooh was my best friend for the first five years of my life. He’s not very soft or cuddly anymore, because I loved all the fuzz off of him when I was little, but he’s still pretty huggable, and Jamie seemed content to hold him while he slept.
I’ll post more images from my trip when I get them worked up, but in the meantime, I’m starving, and I hear a bowl of chili calling me, so I think I’ll head over to Stroud for dinner.
Hope your weekend was good.