So we flew home from Idaho on Monday. I've got a lot of catching up to do, but it's going to take a while. In the meantime, here or a few of the pictures we did take in Idaho. Seems like I only pulled the camera out ONCE the whole time. And for what monumental event compelled me to take it out? Emiline's bath. No kidding. Every time I bathe that child she cries, but if Grandma Julie does it, it's somehow the mystical, wonderful experience and she coos the whole time.
And why do I not pull my camera out more often? Well, part of it is that it's so big and doesn't take as good of pictures as my sisters', and part of it is the constant, high-pitched request of "camewa, camewa, camewa" than Jane starts up as soon as she sees the thing. It's a battle nearly every time. On the plus side, I can usually convince her to let me take one good picture before she demands to see it.
And why do I not pull my camera out more often? Well, part of it is that it's so big and doesn't take as good of pictures as my sisters', and part of it is the constant, high-pitched request of "camewa, camewa, camewa" than Jane starts up as soon as she sees the thing. It's a battle nearly every time. On the plus side, I can usually convince her to let me take one good picture before she demands to see it.
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