Sunday, August 31, 2008

Poor Photographer

I am the photographer in our house. I am not exceptionally talented and am not claiming Photographer as a skill or profession. It's just that I am the one who ends up remembering to bring the camera and to try to capture moments in time--such as babies smiling for the first time, kids' antics, and other family phenomena. Why is it that the one who takes so much time trying to memorialize each chapter in our lives, is photographed like this:
What a weird, unbalanced picture. (That is the crazy eye of our Supreme Commander hangin' out in the corner.) I don't know that I have any "normal" pictures of me in my arsenal.
But, then, I'm not exactly "normal."

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