Eeek. Our poor camera has taken a lot of abuse, from baging around in a travel bag while we climbed up the narrow stairs to the top of the cathedral in Florence to Maya's never-ending attempts to capture a kodak moment All. By. Her. Self.
Perhaps her mother should have been more assertive about the fact that children shouldn't play with complex technology or less confident that teaching a three-year-old how to use a camera will prevent the usual fumbles of childhood.
Yesterday, the poor thing landed lense down. It's been unable to open its lense ever since. It's possible that removing a few tiny screws and jostling it around a bit may renew its ability to stand at attention (ha, ha), but until then, I will be unable to anchor my blog with oh-so-sweet pictures of the girls. Stories though, we have piles of those. I'll post some soon!
Gems worth Re-Reading
About Growing Baby Doing Good Together Elliot Rose Family Rituals Fie Flora and Fauna For the Love of Learning Greenish In My Opinion Just for Laughs Just for Me Making Tinkles Maya Mindfulness Mmm... So Tastey NaNoWriMo News of the Day Noveling Photo Friday Sewing Sisterly Love Sweet Dreams The Chicken Ladies the end Tonsils We like to Move It Move It Wonderment