My hubs dabbled in photography. It started with a trip to Europe. He needed a digital camera for the trip. And he researched the best deal for the money. He spent a lot of money on that camera. This was over five years ago. He came home from that trip and realized he had a talent. I encourage that talent. He hated his job “working for the man,” and so we worked to get him working as a full time photographer.

He bought stuff. Lots of stuff. Cameras galore–film, digital, antique, brand spanking new, cheap, expensive. And lens and lights and camera bags and those umbrella things to capture the light and light meters and photography books and magazines. And he attended conferences and got better. And he got gigs. He photographed weddings, children, pets, baptisms, high school seniors, parties.

Then we bought a business post-Katrina and he put the photography on the back burner to focus his energies on the business. And he’s happy with the business.

But we have a new baby, dammit, and what does any new mom want? PICTURES! I have thousands of pictures of my cat from when CS first began taking pictures. He has even promised to take a picture of Sun every day of his life but hasn’t. But yesterday! Yesterday! I got this:

There were other equally as good pictures. I spent all day at the office gazing at the pictures he took of Sun. Sun and her muppet hair. And when I got home from work, CS told me that she grabbed things for the first time–a toy, her burp cloth. And when I picked her up, she grabbed my necklace.

It is truly amazing how much she changes from one day to the next. I will insist that CS keep photographing her to capture it all.