Not long after our first baby was born, my husband remarked to me how he wished he had a camera in his eye. We laughed about it, but there have been many times I've felt that way. Pretty much on a daily basis now that I think about it. That's why we don't hesitate to pull out the camera, even though it's quite bulky to carry around.

For example, several weeks ago when I picked up the boys from daycare, my toddler had some confetti streamers stuck to the bottom of his shoes (they were inside all day because of rain, and it looked like a birthday party had exploded in their room). His brother thought this was hilarious, and started trying to grab them. This started a game of chase, with my toddler running down the sidewalk with confetti streamers flapping in the wind behind him, like tassels on bike handlebars, except on his shoes. It was a really funny moment I wish I could have captured on film.

Another time, while my husband was getting the bath ready, my toddler wandered into the kitchen (I usually prepare dinner during their baths). He only had his diaper on, and was fascinated by the fridge, which I had just opened. He held open the door with one hand, and I guess he must've been itchy, because he started scratching his bottom with his other hand, pushing down his diaper and partially mooning me in the process. It was a total stereotypical construction worker/plumber moment that would have been awesome on film.

Here's a photo series of the boys playing with their box of various musical instruments.

Not quite right:


Now you've got it!


Tasty drumstick?


Almost looks like he's reading music, doesn't it?

Tags: photography, A, M