Mason is my nephew. The only one on my side of the family. This kid got scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, and diced (I miss Waffle House) with love and attention while we were in Utah. While he never really felt like sitting still for longer than 30 seconds, I figured I would just follow him around and take pictures while he was in his own little world. I kind of feel like that's more of my style of photography anyways. Getting the pictures of people as they are. And I like it that way.
Oh - I only left a link on for one of the pictures. You should definitely blow it up to see the look on his face. Priceless. Makes me laugh every time.