New Camera

Well, as you might have guessed from the title, we got a new camera. Sadly, our last point-and-shoot was lost while camping at Rockport about a month ago. After a long search, we finally accepted the idea that our camera and (even worse) our pictures were gone forever. We went to pick out a new camera, and here it is....

Isn't it pretty?

We figured we should learn how to use it, so I downloaded a series of online photography lessons and we started learning stuff.

We went for a walk in the park and tried our hand at photography. The first lesson was on aperture.

We used Wes as a model quite a bit. Couldn't have a cuter one, if I do say so myself.

Don't you wanna just lie in that sunny spot and take a nap?

Practicing shutter speed: the photo is a little dark, but I thought the splash was cool.
We used Scooter as a model a lot, too. He likes to pose, so it seems. Oscar just runs away.

This picture just cracks me up...

This looks like it could be a Zoolander pose or something.

Wes's new favorite pastime is to help me cook. He loves to hold a "poon" and a "bol" and stir. We made bananna bread and he was so excited about it. He kept running over to the oven to check on it.

The final product. It was delish.

We are taking pictures of EVERYTHING with our new fancy, shmancy camera. (I was trying out the different lighting features for this picture.) It is kinda fun to have pictures of stuff you might not usually think of. Like this:

These were a hand-me-down from my nephews. They are Wes's favorite thing in the whole wide world.

I think this is one of the first pictures taken with our new camera. Grant took this. It looks so good. He has a knack for photography.

Offically Old

I am sure everyone has this experience sometime. This just happened to be my first and I didn't like it.
Grant and I were watching some of my nieces and nephews and they thought it would be fun to look through some of our old photo albums. Of course, my neices thought our old high school dance pictures were especially entertaining. Grant asked the innocent question, " Are you girls excited to go to dances when you get older so you can have cool pictures?" My eight year old niece said, "Yes, but ours will look better 'cause our dresses won't be so old-fashioned." The way she said would make you think I was a pioneer or something-- prairie dress, bonnet and all.

In that moment I felt officially old for the first time.