I practiced taking photos indoors with my son yesterday. I was feeling quite awesome with my growing skills lately, and saw him playing with a bouquet of my husband’s birthday balloons.
I thought “OMG his eye lashes, his dinosaur pjs, the balloons, and the sheer joy on his face must be captured!” I took out my camera, and overly confidently took shots of him. What can I say, it was all a blur.
No, it wasn’t such a magical and fun experience that I don’t recall it. My photos. They were all blurry. I shuffled back and forth with my settings. I frantically and frustratingly turned it off and back on. I was missing the magic! The moment would soon be gone!
I tried a few more snaps, ALL BLURRY. Moment gone. Freddy pooped. (Not so magical) Time for a diaper change.
Apparently, once I set my camera for outdoors, I couldn’t remember the right settings for indoors. Ay, lots to learn.
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