I lost my camera earlier this winter. Whenever this happens (thankfully it hasn't happened often) I always wonder what photos may have been lost forever. I knew it happened sometime between Christmas and our mid-January vacation, so that was only about 3 weeks. I couldn't remember if there were any major events, or if I had captured a Kodak moment.
Yesterday I was loading my computer into its bag, which I hadn't used in a couple of months, apparently. When I opened one of the pockets, I found the treasure and eagerly hit the "on" button to see what was on it. I had completely forgotten about our gingerbread men. This year at Christmas, Will discovered that he really likes gingerbread, so I bought some of the easy cookie dough mix, and one night in January we rolled and cut out little men and flowers. (Evidently my cookie cutters aren't very interesting.) It took them a couple of days to decorate and eat them all, but they had a ball doing it.
We had about 10 gingerbread pics, and then there were about 65 pictures that looked a little something like this:
I think we need to work on his photography skills, don't you? Most of them were either too blurry to figure out what they were, or they showed how filthy my house it. And he captured the cuteness of his toes, but his still life leaves something to be desired:)
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