I remember hearing about how if you wanted to become a good photographer, you needed to carry your camera around with you and take pictures all the time. I took that message to heart, and I literally do carry my camera everywhere and take pictures of everything. Everything. And sometimes I not only cannot explain why I took a photo (and kept it) but what I was even trying to show with that photo. Here's a sampling just from the last week or so.
1. My birthday cheesecake. On my lap. Mostly eaten. Was I planning to write a post on dieting? Perhaps this was the 'before' shot?
2. Clara beside stacks and stacks of folded clean laundry. On the sofa. While still in her nightgown. I feel like this shot just shouldn't belong in her nice 'baby photos' album on the computer, and yet, how do you delete a picture of your baby? Gah!
3. I can't be the only mama who has dozens and dozens of pictures like this one, right? Right? It's like you tell a two year old to smile and he develops an eye disease or something. Literally, dozens.
4. I call this one "Most Uncomfortable Looking Nap Ever". And I stand by that.
5. I'm not even sure this could have a caption if I wanted it to. Daddy's shoes, sunglasses, a spoon...I think the age of dressing up has started.
6. There is a wrong way to wash a sinkload of dishes, and a right way to wash a sinkload of dishes. But there is no right way to photograph a sinkload of dishes. Nor is there ever likely to be a reason to do so.
7. Fuzzy? Check. Half-obscured by a doorway? Check. Messy blanket fort surrounded by colouring books? Check. Two-year old wearing sunglasses and holding the television remote? Check.
1 comment:
Hey, he looks like my boys! No pants!
When you ask Nat to assume a pleasant expression he goes half used-car salesman and have axe-wielding psycho. Not good for photo ops.
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