To keep him from playing with my camera, we bought him a “kid” camera. One that takes crappy pictures, but will not break when dropped. Bad thing is it eats batteries so fast he hardly gets to take a few pictures before its dead. Then he is left looking for my camera again.
He finds it and continues to "take" his pictures until I spot him playing with it, take it back and remind him that we don’t play with Mommies camera because it would take all of the money in his piggy bank {and then some} to fix it if it breaks.
He says "yes ma'am" and goes off to play. I then put my camera up in a high place where he can not reach it and go about my day.
He has not played with the camera to my knowledge in several months.
Imagine my surprise when I went to get pictures off of it yesterday and saw this.
Funny. I didn’t remember taking a picture of my living room. With the snow flakes hanging from the ceiling, so within the last month.
The next picture was this
My Little Miracle, taken from a height not much taller than him. With a long sleeve shirt on. Hum. The past few days have been really warm. We did have a cold snap a few weeks ago, but I still don’t remember taking this picture.
I continued flipping thru the pictures. Some more of the living room, some of the ceiling fan and a few that were too blurry to decipher. I was beginning to suspect Little Man.
But this picture gave him up
Ah, yes, those would be Little Mans new light up Cars shoes.
Busted.
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