The one where I meet the perfect execution of awesomeness.

Meet Griffin. He is the perfect execution of awesomeness. Griffin didn't cry once and is perhaps the most chill baby I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He was just so relaxed. So relaxed, in fact, he felt comfortable enough to poop in my basket. That was one of blog titles contenders his mom cam up with during the session: "The one where Griffin poops in my basket." I think it has a certain ring to it.
We shot the day away and I'm not even kidding. Spurred on by both Griffin's total"whatever" attitude and the fact that this was also a bit of a reunion for his parents and I, this was a such a fun session that spanned the majority of an afternoon. Babies tend to have a sort of session expiration date, but I think all us adults expired way before Griffin did.
I met Griffin's parents in college and for awhile his mom and I were roommates. Needless to say we have stacks of stories and memories and some that fuel as blackmail. ;) Heather and Luke, it was sooooo good to see you(it's been much too long) and I still think it's weird that you had a baby and I got to hold him. Wasn't college just like last week?