When Roman Was Born (March 2018)

After my sister Obadiah brought my youngest nephew Roman, home from the hospital in March of 2018, I went over to her place and snapped some pictures on my Sony A5100 camera, using my kit lens and the 55-210 mm zoom lens. (I had just moved out of her apartment, just a few months beforehand).

Also below and above are pictures from about a week and a half later (from the first photo shoot) as well, with Roman's brothers Dindin and Teric.

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