Getting pictures

So I found another career that I would be ill-suited for. Yesterday my wife and I took Agamemnon to get his picture taken at Kiddee Kandids. Evidently Agamemnon was the best kid that the photographer worked with all day. And that was still a bit of a chore. Not because he was screaming or anything. He was relatively cooperative in terms of smiling. Until his tummy got upset during the tummy pose. I don't mind if he spits up on me. I may not even mind if my friends' children spit up on me, but some stranger's kid? And I certainly wouldn't reach my hand out to catch it.

Definitely not Kiddee Photographer.