I have a million photos on my phone. Some are (a little) cool, like this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUtl_aXWAmCSPoKykjyhrA03J8xTsjqR504_pVm3HkdHtf54KZH-WTc5xwhWCLtQcFr58Ni3c9x4uX-i_LeRyv8N3tr6dZr1y_uOkhiy1gNm27UeZoPwHSrjGJs4rXszz-s-hgsMVO9o/s320/karrileigh-ciara.jpg) |
Me & Ciara |
But the vast majority are of silly things that catch my attention, like this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5VPRQtUgcye2nRWDHbkDpbhuTH9_uizGDkT15h2nKI0fu4GtMPslIkDaFrpynOBX_pEIFcIdzX50eIN9oAo_TiYH9demVM_v_ZnEQson570cmiRt0drjARvmEFD120DO58jP_ISD1N0/s320/dirtylaundry-dontknow.jpg) |
A Report From Pre-School |
I've learned, though, that the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree, as my daughter LOVES to take photos with my phone. Here's a small sampling from her portfolio:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj12poDWBLm7u4mKPVjnPGlxTiZheCnB0-oyxGjT7rvrtKHgc4nihm1z23hexFubjOD_M23dFiahFidIzihMQnwpCRNbCh7HYLtox1cCmvxR0jQVERxLPC0EhCXU7Q4tdtSzFUQq7yjG2U/s320/dirtylaundry-bass.jpg) |
(yup, the singing one) |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzGcj8Olwei40MBp8QPNwCZ6uEK4BT62xnsI6iOpzAk3TxiR0JZH02tRNHK_Olp9U35hyoRHhG2lEwoUcjz5VwU7AOXl469zewPkgRAFv1H5KSHxu0mdBrx7XYgmcL6tV78wdh6EJ-N4/s320/dirtylaundry-IDmovie.jpg) |
(Big Bucks If You Can Name This Scene...) |
Then there are the portraits:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHYgMIoh1ds5Z7POfX4ofNGYDicONc63aVDkUtyMRaDpF2n7sbI7rr34yEZl62nQuFRmynafci9bEyhB3OCah3-T52fvfmiPKrr1WsJzh_RnZyQZP28Dt6kN1q_atmKJG83-jblTleE4/s320/20120815_111521.jpg) |
Self-Portrait |
But as they get older, I may need to figure out a way to prevent these:
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And, have a great weekend. Remember to take some great photos!