Ian gets a little upset when daddy has to work at the computer all night.
I'm making good progress on the wedding prints, but I need to make sure he doesn't feel left out.

I try to make a point to take a "play break" every 30 minutes or so to rest my eyes from the screen,
and to give Ian some time with his daddy.

His favorite game to play with me, when he knows I have photos to process, is swords.
He'll sneak up behind me while I'm working and set his weapon of choice next to me.
He'll let out a giggle and call me out.

"Daaaady...look..."

Ok, it's on little man. Or at least I think so.
He usually manages to beat my knuckles to a nice shade of red with the lightsabers.
Pirate swords do even more damage.

So it was a good night, I got 56 shots processed and ready to print,
and Ian and I got 4 "play breaks" in.

I came up to tuck him in for the night, so I brought the camera up with me.
Mommy had snuck in there with him while I was snapping away,
and it turned out to be my favorite shot of the bunch.