my new child named Canon

I got my new camera this week. It came UPS and I was like a little kid waiting for the delivery. I was so excited to be a photographer. Little did I know that you need to be a certified cameraologist before you can even start using the thing. I have since spent hours reading the manual and messing with it just to get to the point where I can take simple snapshots. The frustrating thing is that it takes me an hour to read and learn what someone could show me in two minutes. I am totally committed to getting really really good at using this camera though.

We went to the park this morning and I brought the camera to take some shots of the kids. It literally felt like as much work as having an additional child with us because I was so protective of it and so worried that it would get touched, stolen or injured. Abe is already so sick of having the thing in his face that he runs the other way when he sees me take it out. Jack has the opposite reaction. He wants to pose it elaborate unnatural psoitions with a big fake grin on his face. I'm hoping that eventually they will both be a little more moderate with their reactions to the camera.

Jack has also declared that he wants a camera just like mine for his birthday later this month "Not a kid's one. An expensive one just like yours, and I'm not going to let you touch it." He's not so much interested in photography, he's just got revenge on his mind.

In this one Jack is trying to physically make Abe smile. This is one of the only times in history that this technique actually worked.

Abe Loves swinging. He doesn't even care if you push him, he just wants to sit in there for hours.

having a camera around and taking pictures all the time has shed some light on the fact that my kid's faces are almost always filthy. Funny I had never really noticed before. Luckily for Abe, his blue eyes outshine his dirty little cheeks.