My Father speaks very highly of this one memory he has of when I was a little boy. He fondly tells the story of the first time he saw these little eyes peer over the coffee table at him. He said I pulled myself up, and all he could see were these tiny eyes, and then I came up a little further, grinning ear-to-ear. So with Father’s day quickly approaching, I thought I would try to recreate that scene, but now with two generations of Connells. I set up my camera on a tripod, set the timer for 10 seconds, and then ran around the other side of the table holding Oliver up at just the last second before the shutter opened and closed. It took a couple of tries, but I was very happy with the end result. And needless to say, my Father loved the gift.

Have fun viewing the photos below.

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