Joey

Meet Joey.

His parents are dear friends of mine (whom you have already met here) and when they found out soon after their wedding that Karen was pregnant, I was all over it. For her entire pregnancy, she put up with my excessive daily, and sometimes hourly, "how do we feel now?" with a smile and an honest answer. Then, two days after Joey was born, I visited them in the hospital and held this little tiny person in my arms.

And he didn't even cry.

Now, at the ripe old age of 14 months, it appears he doesn't remember those moments with the same fondness I do. :)

Or maybe there are just more interesting things to look at than that chick with the camera. Shoes, for example.

Or that thing over there!

Dandelions (which he promptly ate afterward) are worth smiling for.

And, of course, DADDY!

Needless to say, once the camera was away, little Joe was all smiles. I have assured him that I accept the challenge, that he and my camera will meet again someday, and that next time, I'll have some sort of baby bribery in hand.

I think that might have been his plan all along.