I am SO behind on posting photo sessions from this summer, but how about we don't talk about my overwhelming to-do list. Instead, how about we talk for just a minute about this dreamy little boy? Yes, I have to be honest, I'm a little biased because he is my nephew, but seriously...that hair? Soft and silk and thick as can be. I can almost smell that yummy new baby-ness just by looking at thses photos {no, I am not baby hungry, I am not baby hungry...}. This little fella is destined to be a rock star because he was literally born with a faux hawk, a tattoo, and a guitar. And his name is Prestley, so there's no way around a future filled with stage lights and cheering crowds. Okay, I'm exaggerating a little about the tattoo and guitar. But he is still the coolest little baby in town.