Today I channelled Baldrick, and I developed a very cunning plan. It involved a camera, a sofa, a lounge room floor covered in cushions (from said sofa), and two children suddenly very keen to have their photos taken.
This is actually a common occurance at our place, though never quite so willingly on my part. And it’s also why, should we ever visit your house, our kids will probably want to climb on your furniture and practice killing each other. But all in the name of fun of course.
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Two frames after this photo was taken my camera gave up on me, flashing an error code at me with it’s last breath. Apparently it’s a generic indication of some kind of mechanical failure, so my third child is off to the doctors tomorrow. So I will be left to complete most of this project with my trusty back-up camera, and feeling mighty relieved it didn’t happen in the middle of a session – or worse, mid wedding. But I guess that’s what we have back-ups for. And second shooters. And children that thought for two short seconds they were off the hook.
Narrelle x