These pictures are what happens when a two-year old, namely Briley, takes over your camera. Along with many shots of the ceiling, floor, and various body parts, she did get some pretty good shots in. We got a warning - "one, two-eee" then the picture would be there. I got to trade with her, my camera for the chance to hold one of my old baby dolls she was playing with. I'm not sure the trade was fair, but she had me laughing so hard with her seriousness I was crying. She really got into her job of being the photographer, even laying down on the ground to get just the right shot - I believe that shot was an up shot at Grandpa's belly, which I offered to save for him since he's losing weight, but he declined. This is one of the joys of the digital age. A two-year-old can take control of the camera and you can just delete them without wasting film or paying to develop every single picture.
Checking on her baby. She did let me check on the camera for a second, but then decided she wanted it back. And she did get some pretty good shots of every one. Watch out Brian and Hollie, you may want to hide your camera.
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