I had just taken a picture or two tonight when Will picked up the camera and asked if he could take some. He can take a decent picture though most get delated pretty quickly. We enjoy seeing what Will has snapped; it's like peeking into his brain.
Since we were heading out for a walk, a walk Will was not in favor of, I thought it would sweeten the deal if he got to play photographer. In fact, his reply was "I'll be Mr. Photography Man." Mr. Photography Man has slippery fingers. I didn't think anything of the camera being dropped. Not the first time by him or me. It was an accident AND it kept taking pictures ... for a few minutes then it stopped working. When Will brought it to me I noticed the lens case was bent to a funny angle.
When I said we'd be getting a new camera for Christmas, Will added that he would like his own camera. Santa will be notified.
|Mr. Shoes, our stray. Here you can tell the camera might not be feeling good.|
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