So it's been a while since I've gotten on here to write. I have a reason though. . . it's called my child. We had a tragedy happen in our home a couple of weeks ago. I was all geared up and couldn't wait to post pictures of Thanksgiving and all the fun activities we did while Raquel's family came to visit. I had pictures of delicious food, fun little turkeys made out of oreo cookies and whoppers, people feeling fat after the meal. . . etc. Oh, the memories in my head . . . and that is all they are going to be thanks to Brody.
Here's my story: Once upon a time there was a charming little family enjoying a wonderful night full of tree decorating and what ever else could hold Christmas decorations!! The little boy was being a great helper taking ornaments off the tree and putting them back in the box. The mom decided she should take pictures of all the fun they were having to post on her blog so she got the camera. She took some great pictures and then her little boy wanted to take pictures as well. So wanting to encourage the little boys photography skills she let him play with the camera. He took a couple of the mom and dad which turned out rather well. . . so the dad said when he looked at them. The mom saw that the dad had taken the camera from the little boy so she figured it was safe. Oh no. . . that wasn't the case which she found out a couple of days later when she wanted to post pictures on her blog. The dad had given the camera back to the little boy and you guessed it . . . it was never found. The little boy has a tendency to throw things in the garbage so I'm guessing that was the fate of my beloved camera. I will keep searching and pray that it is still somewhere in this house and not at the dump.
So I guess the blame is mine for letting him play with the camera in the first place. . . note to self get Brody his own play camera!! : ) I apologize for the lack of photos and hope you were entertained with the story instead.
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