Here are some photos from the shoot my sister-in-law did. I’m so glad she was able to squeeze us into her busy schedule. I loved seeing Simon respond to her posing suggestions. He also did a great job following directions — at least when we asked him to hug and kiss Oliver. And Oliver. Ah, Oliver. The photoshoot was the only time the whole day that he was both awake and happy. What luck. The only thing wrong with the photos? Me. Why on earth did I not think to change out of the shirt I wore to bed? Or even look in the mirror to see if maybe my hairdo (which I’d been styling all night long) might need a little bit of help? Good thing I’m not in many of the pictures. Another bonus: Summer found some great places to take pictures right by where we live. I’m looking forward to taking advantage of those spots again.