Pictures on my mobile phone

I think this mobile phone thing is going to catch on. At first, it seemed like it was just a fad like ... you know ... the internet. Well let me tell you. It's here to stay.

Why, you ask?

Two words: thin, wallets

Being the average proud father, I have roughly 11,763 pictures of Luke that you MUST see.

Really.

Hey! Where you going? Only 9,536 to go!

Anyway, I already have a wallet that needs to go on a diet. You see, women have purses and I have ... a wallet. So, I try to fit everything in there. You know - cash, cards, 6 weeks of receipts, that email I was going to read on the way home from work, ect...

Thus, I only have room for 686 pictures in there.

INSUFFICIENT!!!!

How am I to whittle down such an array of cuteness to only a mere handful of 1" x 2" snapshots!?

"No worries mate", as they say in the land of upside-down. My phone not only takes pictures, it also lets me store them. Therefore, when I'm not busy assaulting you with another 257 moments of adorableness, I can reload for the next onslaught.

You have been warned.

Anyway, below are some of my favorites that are on the phone right now. Now, if I could only fit the damn thing in my wallet.....

This is the background on my phone & work PC. This picture is about 2 months old. He'll soon be growing out of his "bouncy chair". His feet hang over the edge when he stretches his legs.


The boy is above average in height and weight, but he's not so good w/ tummy time. Here's a rare moment when he was not face-planted on the matt.

Luke & Clara the cow. What more needs to be said?

The boy discovers his thumb. Mmmmmmm. Thuuuuuumb. But he still likes the pacifier too.

This is an old one. Here he's probably only 2 or 3 weeks old. Looks like I got the beta version perfect, Eh? Damn, I'm a good engineer! Get out the shrink wrap & ship it.

Apparently, September 6th was a sunny day.

We propped him up & turned around a minute later and noticed he was OUT! That doesn't look too comfortable.

Here are Luke & Sue during the flight to Providence, Rhode Island to see Eve Formisano (the maid of honor at our wedding) get hitched. Mom and boy were well behaved on the flight. The boy made nary a peep. The mom, however; was quite chatty.

Apparently, the best pizza in Providence at 2 AM is the WORST PIZZA IN THE WORLD.

What you talkin' about Willis?