Monday, October 27, 2008

Some Things Are Best Left to Professionals



It's a great age we live in that for a couple hundred bucks you can get a camera the size of a deck of playing cards that takes pretty good snaps. Combine that with a memory card and you can carry around hundreds of photos. Neither of those facts exactly make you a photographer, so in those instances you can always call in a pro. So, it's probably safe to assume if a photo looks really good in this post (like the one above) it was not taken by me.



Instead it was taken by Kevin (he's the guy that is neither me nor in a bjorn above) or possibly Nicky who came all the way from New York City to check in on Carson.



So, photography doesn't really pay Kevin's bills (Deloitte & Touche does), so I guess he isn't a professional photographer, but it was nice of him to bring out the fancy camera regardless. If you'd like to check out Kevin's work (no not the accounting stuff), you can do so here.



Since it led to great shots like the one of Laura and Carson above.



The other major event of the weekend was a slightly early celebration of Halloween. The Manhattan Beach business district celebrated five days early on Sunday, with candy at all the stores. However, before we could jump into Halloween we needed to get Carson in the proper mindset. First we tried some fancy socks from Ging-Ging...



Then Nicky talked up the idea of wearing something green...



and just to make sure it worked we got him a little liquored up.



Here is the end result.



Ho Ho Ho.



We went to Beckers for some Halloween cookies (which Nicky and Laura felt they could participate in too, despite not getting dressed up).



I guess they deserved it after making my Jolly Green Giant costume from scratch.



The whole time we were out people kept coming up to us and complimenting the coordinated costumes. For all the single guys reading this blog hoping to attract the ladies this Halloween (which I'm sure makes up at least 70-80% of baby-blog readers), here is my foolproof plan for getting random women to come up and talk to you all night:

1. Find an infant
2. Dress in coordinated costumes



Kevin got in on the act dressing up as well. When you think about it, this picture represents a tough spot for a pea-pod. The person on the left wants to freeze you, the person on the right would have you sautéed in butter.



It's the kind of thing that can really take it out of you.

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