Boston's photography, part II.

Remember when Boston gave me the cutest pouty face in the history of the earth and asked to use my camera? And so obviously, I let him? Well, he did so great on that first round of pictures  that I thought I would commission him for another job. So profesh.

And I must say, he is getting to be quite good. Like, hire-able for weddings, perhaps? I think so.

I mean, look at the angles he uses. So fierce. So modern.

Oh also, I've captioned these photos as usual, per Boston's request (not really) (just go with it).

"The duck-pout daddy"

"Booty-licious"

"Train table at sunrise"

"Bananas and lens cap: A still life"

"Through the smeared window"

"Hey, dat my ball, momma"

And lastly, "Momma creepin"

So, your thoughts? Some definite photographer potential, no? 

Let's face it--the boy has talent. 

And if not in photography, in spaghetti-flinging. 

I can say that much for sure.