The other day it was happening in my hallway- the perfect photo moment. Knox was destroying a huge ball of yarn, and although it meant a lot of untangling for me later, it was darn cute.

So, I grabbed my camera, and immediately, the cuteness stopped. The tears began. And screaming followed. And this is what I got.

As a professional photographer, I'm always trying to capture my clients' best sides, which usually means they are smiling, or at least in a good mood. But especially with my (very) young clients, that's not what they are trying for. And that's ok. 

I honestly love these images as much as any happy-baby ones I have of my son. It is, after all, a part of our lives right now, and that bottom lip is pretty cute. :)