My lens arrived in the mail this morning! I actually did a little happy dance- complete with some disco fever finger pointing and a few karate kicks for good measure.
The mutha is back in working order and this mother is READY to start snapping.
I missed A LOT of good shots in the 3 arduous weeks that my dear darling lens was gone- and when they were happening I'd let out a little whimper at the knowledge that yet another precious moment, sure to be lost in the billions of other precious moments, was going to go undocumented. All you mothers out there know what I mean: surely you can empathize with my fear that I'll forget all the minor little details- the sweet facial expressions and the dimpled knuckles and the skinned up knees and the wriggly toes. All those little details that we take for granted every day but will someday- not long from now- be thirsty for and the only way to quench the overwhelming longing will be to look back at these photos.
So I tried to keep all those moments I missed stored in my mind with the intention of re-creating them. And re-crate them I will. Is that cheating? Probably. But I don't care.
But here's my dilemma: the lens arrived right as both my kiddos were headed for a nap. I had just enough time to snap a few pics, but not nearly enough to scratch this itch of mine.
But know this: once those kids wake up I will be on a picture taking tare and woe to the man who tries to get in my way. (Woe to the woman, too!)
See you soon!
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