Here’s our little son in 3-D! Except, unlike Captain Eo, you don’t need any special (and painful) glasses. We had these taken earlier this month at one of those specialty places, but I’m just now getting around to posting them (sorry!).
These are pretty much the best photos, though we have a ton more and a DVD video recording of the whole session. But the video is pretty choppy, so that part is lame. Our appointment was around dinner-time, which is when Elliot often sleeps, so we were a bit worried he’d be sleeping and therefore not making all the funny faces and acrobatic maneuvers for the camera. And, unfortunately, that’s how it happened. We did get some decent shots of his little face (see below), but that’s about all we got. It looked like he was sleeping during most of the 30-minute visit, curled up in a little ball, and often hiding his face behind his feet. (He’s a flexible little guy!) So, the ultrasound tech, some under-trained 20 year old, had a difficult time getting good shots of Elliot’s face. He likes his sleepy-time. See, they (foolishly) didn’t tell us that it would’ve been best for Tania to drink some cold juice prior to the visit. We know they should’ve told us this because (1) about ten minutes into the session they asked if we had any cold water to help Elliot wake up. Uh, yeah, thanks a boatload for the late advice. And (2), we later read that juice help wakes up the baby (its the natural sugar, I assume) and that other 3-D ultrasound places advise this before you come. Sigh. Anyway, we still got some good photos of little Elliot’s mug, and that’s what mattered to us most.
Grandma’s, grandpa’s, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends, hope you enjoy!
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This one is my personal favorite. 
Some folks are saying he looks just like his daddy! A chip off the ol’ block! (I must be getting old to have said that…)
It’s hard to tell for sure, but he may be sticking out his tongue in this one… Either that or he’s starting to pucker his lips.
Chubalub!
His Aunt Ingrid has already nicknamed him “Marshmallow Man”. 
They said he has my chin and my nose… You can see his little chin here. I think he’s got his mom’s nose, at least from the front, and maybe some facial structure.
And here’s a side profile shot.
-T
P.s. My complaints aside, this was so worth it! Depending on the package, it really isn’t all that expensive, either. And we get to keep these captured moments forever! Think about it–for anyone not born in the last few years, those nine months are a part of your life that you never got to see in any detail; they’re basically lost to you. But now we get to show Elliot a little bit of that part of his life, a little bit of what he looked like before he was born. And I think that’s pretty darn cool.
P.p.s. Oh, and If you’re from the school of thought that says, “wait ’til they’re born to know their gender, to name them, etc”, then, well, I don’t understand ya, but I got much love for ya! And I hope you enjoy our journey anyway! Unless you’re that one janitor guy at my work who doesn’t take off his latex gloves before he uses the door handle to exit the bathroom after cleaning it. If that’s you, dude, we gotta talk.
