He requested new photos of our daughter for his wall at work. He made some outrageous comment that she does not have hair in any of her photos. To be fair, it took her a very long time to grow hair after her luscious locks fell out at birth. I wonder why babies hair falls out after birth? Is it the shock of going from a safe watery world to a smorgasbord of sensory experience? Alas, I am distracted from my main narrative.
He has been spoilt with many gorgeous photos of our little princess when she was very little. I understand now, as I learn to use my camera and practice I have been improving. The baby phase was great for portrait shots and learning how to use me DSLR. Her big soulful doe eyes glued to my camera lens. Baby smiles at the newness of everything. The quiet stillness of just being in this big wide world.
Now we have progressed to exploring, crawling and toddling. Gone is the quiet tiny princess, hello my noisy grumble fart. My little grumble fart is too busy getting into mischief to look at the camera lens, too busy eating random pieces of fluff and grot to smile at the world. She is busy making noises and touching and playing with everything she can reach. My skills with the camera are improving but not at the same rate as her growth.
I suspected he may not find the millions of photos of my sweet grumble fart as pretty as the quiet tiny princess shots. But I went thru the more recent photos (aka where she has hair) and found my favourites. Only a measly 173. I sat down with him and let him flick thru them to make his decision which to print for the wall. He didn't pick one!!!! eeek!
Thus, he has been spoilt with photographically stunning baby pictures and I have to get my dainty grumble fart to work with me to get some nice ones for the wall. Challenge accepted, my love!!!
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