The new digital I got Alex for her ninth birthday is just awesome. It's a Kodak Easy Share, the $150 one, and the on-screen prompts make it a great starter camera for the budding photographer. I had orgininally gotten her one for around $100, but we were so disappointed with the picture quality that I worried the frustration would ruin her love of photography. If you want a digital, don't bother getting one for less than $120. The Kodak was a good upgrade.
I'm scoping out the professional-grade digitals at the moment, as I'm planning an upgrade of my own. My current Sony cost $450, and I've been pleased with it, but am ready to move up. Today I could spend twice what I paid for my Sony and get three times the features, which is pretty amazing. Larry's long been into photography, and is pretty excited about my plans to get the new camera.
So Alex has come by her photography bug rightly and has taken some really good quality pictures with her new camera, which I keep borrowing it for the video function. It shoots eight-minute videos that are just amazing, and today I put some on disc to send to the in-laws.
I also took a few photos on the sepia setting. I love this one and can't get over how much Alex and Lucas favor. And how adeptly they inherited my underbite. Poor dears.
The camera got a really good workout when Alex decided to take a picture of me and Wesley, who is completely incapable of keeping a straight face during a picture.
I know he's just being silly. Or at least I hope so. Maybe he had Tourettes. After about twenty shots, this was one of the best ones.
Really, I'm kidding about the Tourettes. Wesley is capable of being serious, and today Lovely Courtney entertained the kids while Wesley and I went outside, sat under a tree and had a heart-to-heart about his future, and about stuff that's going on in his life.
He's such a bright kid, and more thoughtful than I give him credit for being. He's a guy, and just because a guy doesn't tell you something doesn't mean he's not thinking about it. Sometimes I forget that; sometimes I think that just because Wes doesn't share things with me it means they're not on his mind. But what it really means is that I didn't ask. I'm used to his older sister, Jessica, opening the door to her mind on her own. Wes requires that I knock first. But when I do, he answers. And I'm grateful to have that kind of son.
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