Jack got a new camera for Christmas. One of those tough ones for kids that if he dropped it, kicked it, or gave it to the dog, it would still take some what crappy pictures. Within 24 hours of opening his camera he had taken 187 pictures. Of these, 35 were of our Christmas tree.
Christmas Day night he wanted to take it to bed. I allowed this as long as he took pictures while lying down. I wish I could see the house from across the street. The dark room with intermittent flashes of light every few seconds. Although I probably would have thought that I was apart of a new movie similar to Rear Window. He told me he took a picture of the neighbors house because they had pretty Christmas lights on it.
The best picture so far is his attempt to take a picture of himself. Classic!
I will probably be adding more posts as we go that include some of these master pieces. I love that all of the pictures are from a 4 foot level and most of them are of his feet.
This would be me getting coffee in the morning at my mom's house. It was cold.
These would be his toes...
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