No I Will Not Shoot Your Wedding

Given these tough economic times, Stephanie thought it would be a good idea for me to take some pictures of Alex rather than shill out 400 dollars for a professional photographer to shoot his birth announcement. You know that scene in Coal Miner's Daughter where Loretta Lynn is having her husband Dew shoot the photo for the sleeve of her first single? Well it was a lot like that except without me making Alex leave the room to take off his God Dern makeup. I can't imagine a better way to spend a snowy Saturday morning than yelling at my wife to "please lower the bath towel because I can see your feet in the shot!" Out of the 185 pictures we took, about 4 turned out. I don't think I'll be getting a job at Sears anytime soon.

Here are a few: