Swing, swing, swing

I've often wanted to create images like this. Did I?

Perhaps it is a funny thing too to say, but this is how Callum looks. It is utterly him. The striking black rimmed blue-grey eyes, the wisp of flyaway hair, the cherubic cheeks and full rose bud lips. How rare I feel a photograph can be a true likeness. How indeed can you capture a face when the face is full of motion, emotion, expression and changes with every breathe. But this represents how I see my lovely baby. This is Callum Andreas.