Tater tot. I'm whisked away to 1986. Who didn't love a good tater tot casserole as a kid? Ore-Ida tots baked to a perfect crisp, over top of a delicious mixture of ground meat and cream-of-something-soup. No veggies, no problem.
Back to 2014. We're talking about sweet, handsome Tate, affectionately called Tater Tot by his parents. He was almost four weeks old for our session, just barely sleepy enough to let me get some fun poses.
I love crying pics. I want one of every baby. My husband doesn't think these shots are sweet enough for newborns. But babies are only this tiny and vulnerable for a split second of their lifetimes. While they may cry for hours now, and new parents will do anything to soothe the tears, I already miss seeing this raw emotion from our kids, who really aren't that old yet.
Welcome to the world Tate. The fun has just begun.
