Interesting Photos

We took all these pictures at pretty much the same time, and while none of them are especially good they're all rather interesting in their own way:



I've got to talk to the third picture in particular just a bit. Steph really didn't want me to post this one, presumably because Evan looks... well, like kind of a doofus I guess. And in some respects she's right, it's not the most flattering picture of him we've taken, and some day he's probably going to hate me (or at least be very perturbed) for posting it on this blog. To this I have three responses:

1. I'm his dad, and one of a dad's God-given rights... heck, one of his jobs... is to embarrass his kids. So it was for my father before me, and his father before him, and so on and so on. Who am I to attempt to break with this natural order?
2. Pursuant to response #1, I'm sure there are already a plethora of pictures and stories on this blog that Evan will someday find distasteful. He's just going to have to deal with that.
3. I love that picture. It's not a great picture, but it's real, and it's the kind of thing he does. I love the fact that he sometimes makes faces that bely his tender age, that say to me "What do you expect, I'm only 10 months old?" (You could certainly make the argument that I've been staring at this picture so long while writing this post that I'm reading too much into it, but oh well.). The more I look at it the more I like it. Maybe you'll feel the same way.
   

So obviously in the end I chose to include the picture (after running it by Steph again).