Mister Anderson, 2/3 of the way to his first birthday. Oh, my. Four more signs and we're done. Oh, sad.
As fun as the outcome may be (for me), our "every-17th-of-the-month photo session" was so much easier before he was a moving, squealing, busy little man with a mind of his own. Month one went something like this: tape up sign, prop baby on couch, get shot with baby's eyes open...done! At eight months old, our little guy has other ideas. "Oh, neat! I'm on the couch! Hey! I'm sitting! On the couch! Hey! Hi mom! Whatcha doin'?! Dad! Hey! What's this?! Paper! Yum! Paper! Hey! What's that?! Camera! Yum! Camera! Hey! I can crawl! This is so cool! Look! I'm crawlll....oh, HEY, PAPER! PAPER! YUM! HEY! CAMERA!" You get the picture. I got the pictures too. 79 in total, just one of the boy, the sign, and a semi-smile. The rest, well, they looked a lot like this:
"Got the paper, now hey, lemme at that camera!"
"Hey! Where'd that paper go?!"