Since I'm taking a beginner photography class and needed some photos for Monday night's class, I lugged the big camera along. My subjects weren't the most cooperative—or clean shaven—but I was still pleased with the results.
Who cares if the class thought Chip looked like he just rolled out of bed or the instructor called Charlie a girl? I sure as heck am not going to run around taking pictures of the sidewalk or leaves, so they better just get used to these adorable mugs. And the fact that Charlie is a boy. My beautiful, beautiful boy.