In addition to the barrage of photos I take of Max on a daily basis (come on, I need to get it in while he is still young enough to not fight it), here are photos taken on the 24th of each month. Month #1 did not go so well; I could not get one single picture of Max where he did not look absolutely miserable. I mean, I know one month olds don't really smile, but between the receding hair line and his sulking, the photo session left a lot to be desired. Just saying. Luckily that period was short-lived and Max now embraces being the sole subject of his mom's paparazzi-style photography.