All I do is take pictures of baby Ezra.
He knows what to do when the camera comes out.
I love his little face. Actually, I am obsessed with it.
Does that make me obsessed with my own face? Since we have the same face?
I sure hope not, because I am bored of my face, but not his face. His is perfect.
Seriously, How can you NOT love this face.
This is my favorite photo of my boys.