I started by taking pictures of pretty things with a Canon 20d my friend is loaning me...
While taking pictures of a fading rose a lovely neighbor gave me...I noticed something in the background.
My eldest son playing with fire...again
Which inspired my youngest, who is not allowed to play with fire, to atleast blow bubbles.
And since I was taking pictures, of course they wanted me to get one of his hand on fire.
Just what a mom likes to see, right?
I don't think they ever quit saying, "Mom, look!"
Which means I'm rarely bored around here!
And the camera? I think there is no turning back, now. Craigslist, here I come.