It appears I am incapable of capturing anything with my camera lately that is not baby-related. My friend Jake graduated with his Masters from a little school called Yale recently (perhaps you’ve heard of it?) and 99% of the photos from his graduation party have babies in them. At least I managed to get this awesome shot of Isobel high-fiving Jake for his accomplishment. With his Masters in Environmental Management Jake will now go forth and save the world. I expect that degree comes with a Captain Planet costume and a woodland familiar.
I have lots of things to say about Jake and all of them are wonderful. Did you know he helped me do a soil analysis of my backyard? I’m going to be writing a post about that soon. Or that we’ve been on countless road trips together and most recently visited the first computer ever? I need to write a post about that, also. Jake’s a world traveler who’s lived in Japan, met famous people, argues with crazy protesters and is well versed in MST3K one-liners. In short? He’s awesome and guess what? He’s available. Llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllladies…
Glowing praise of Jake aside (did you know that he asked his Aunt to make a quilt for Isobel when he found out I was expecting? We repaid him with this), I’m going to warn all of you to hang on to your collective uterus as I show off some adorable photos of Isobel and by Bestie’s baby Kingston at Jake’s party.
Aw man, seeing Kingston is like getting punched in the ovary.
Just when you think it couldn’t get any better…
Isobel had a great time riffling through Kingston’s diaper bag, petting the visiting dog Duncan, and trying to leave with Angela’s purse.
Congratulations, Jake. You’ve worked your ass off for this. Now go save the world.