Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Where's My Camera?

How often have you wanted your camera when it was inaccessible?

How often have those moments occurred when you were on the toilet?

No, this isn't going to be a sophmoric essay about massive poo. No, not at all. What captured my desire to have a camera available was a small train that came zooming under the door as I sat "enthroned". It was followed by a small hand I knew to be attached to the larger of the two small people in my home. The moment provided the quintessential image of parenthood - constant, never-ending, unceasing attention. To everything. Coupled with an utter lack of privacy.

Anyway, the scene made me giggle, always a welcome event, and I regretted the lack of photographic equipment.

And, yeah, it's been a while - I'm not interested in dwelling on the matter.

4 comments:

jess said...

Sounds familiar.

Kit said...

Wow! Welcome back- good to see you in blogworld.

One of Babyman's favorite things is to sit on one side of a closed door and slide things under it so that his brothers will slide them back out again. It's endlessly amusing.

Rick said...

So many times I have experienced moments that were only captured in my mind. For many people the camera in their cell phone will suffice, but I'm not even sure how to get a photo off the dumb thing.

Gypsy Guru said...

Yeah, I can't get the photos off my phone without a Bluetooth device and who needs another piece of technology?!?