My Ovaries Are Aching

This past weekend I was finally able to meet the gorgeous Carson James Young. And holy crap, is that little guy the cutest baby on the planet! It was such a cool experience, seeing my friends Abbie and Luke tackle the role of parenthood. Trent and I just kept looking at each other like, yup, I remember that. And that. Oh, and that too. Caring for a newborn should be an Olympic sport, it’s so difficult, but so far Luke and Abbie seem to be taking everything in stride. Unlike a certain blond mother I know who spent the first few weeks of her daughter’s life crying and wondering how in the world someone could allow her to take home this baby from the hospital without a proper license. (Sidenote: Is that the biggest sentence fragment you’ve ever seen? Yeah, me too.)

In between begging Trent for another baby and plotting how I could fit little Carson into my suitcase to take him home with me, I did manage to get a few photos. Unfortunately, wonderful borrowed lenses don’t help too much when you have the crappiest flash on planet Earth, but I still tried to make the best of it. Overexposure is the name of the game, people!