Y’know, there are a few people who I don’t mind being second fiddle to. Especially when it comes to baby photographers. I mean, let’s face it: I don’t know a thing about babies. I can’t tell the difference between a 6-year-old and a 3-year-old. Your kid’s walking at 12 months? Great! Is that early or late? No freaking clue. The last baby I held sneezed IN MY MOUTH. He went very promptly back to his mother.

Crystal of Love, Me Photography has been getting a lot of business from my friends lately. Too bad she’s in Africa right now, otherwise she would’ve gotten some awesome shots yesterday. But that’s okay, I’ll take her sloppy seconds! Girl, stick around town in the fall: round #2 of baby fever is gonna come your way!

At 2:02 pm yesterday, little Molly Kate screamed her way into the world. Or should I say, Lil’ Molly Kate? Y’know, ‘cuz it was St. Patrick’s Day! I’m pretty sure my awesome Irish accent won’t quite translate via written words, so I’m gonna quit.

Proud grandfather!

First bath.

Sooo … what does my kid look like anyway?

I freaking LOVE this picture!

6.5 lbs, 19.5 in. Aunt Natasha will be ready to babysit at anytime! But please give me 24 hours notice to buy some earplugs.