I had one of those "Living Social" deals that I bought for a discounted photo shoot. I thought it would be nice to have those typical "studio" baby shots of Stephen. On the ride to the studio, he was such a happy camper in his carseat--I could hear him happily chirping his mama's, baba's, dada's, and the new favorite: nananana. Awesome, I thought. He'll be in such a great mood, and I'll get lots of cute photos.
Alas, as soon as I plunked him down in front of the screen, Mr. Serious showed up. Nothing the lady said or did could get him to crack a smile. I weighed in, squeaking his giraffe like a crazy lady and making all sorts of ridiculous sounds. Nothing. So here's what we got:
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