Lucky me, I married Mr. Photography. He doesn't need to waste lots of time taking pictures. Because he's so good, the first shot is typically the best shot, and it is the only shot he takes. Lucky, lucky me.
Dan took the children to see Disney On Ice. They were super excited. I was, too, because this was obviously an excellent occasion to take some snaps of the children. I charged the camera battery, cleared the memory stick, and gave the camera to Dan. Since I wasn't able to go too, I asked him to take lots of photos.
Dan came home and told me all the cute things that the children did. I was thrilled! I asked him how many photos his took. He replied, "Seventeen".
Seventeen?! Before the show started?
Nope. Just seventeen. In total.
I downloaded the camera. There were five pictures of the children:
|Katie with her eyes CLOSED|
|Katie looking PAINED|
|The diaper bag and the twinnies|
|Sarah sucking her thumb|
|Dan's finger and a weird shot of Sarah|
|A blurry image of Mickey and Minnie skating AWAY|
|Oh look, another blurry image of them ... but at least it's not their backside.|
|The ice, Goofy, and some legs|
|I have absolutely no idea|
The next day, the twinnies went to a birthday party at place that had lots of slides and tubes and fun things to do. Dan took them while I entertained Sarah. Know where this is heading, Ladies?
When Dan got home, I asked to see the photos from the birthday party.
HE DIDN'T TAKE ANY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Because the twins had been to this place TWO YEARS AGO and why on Earth would we need photos of a place that they've already been to?
Because, dear sweet Dan, I want pictures of THE CHILDREN and not of the gym. Because THEY LOOK DIFFERENT. And THEY WERE HAVING FUN. And ... JUST DO IT!
I think that from now on I should give him a quota.