Blooper Reel

Thanks to the ongoing project that is The Daily Betty, I take hundreds of pictures. I'd say about 20% of them turn out like some version of this one. (And a full 50-75% are so blurry they might as well be pics of Sasquatch). Danielle posted recently about wanting a camera with faster shutter speed, and I feel her pain. You push the button when the baby does something cute (which is, like, every 45 seconds) but by the time the pic takes the baby has noticed the camera and is crawling toward it as fast as she can go, grinning with the belief that this time she will obtain it. Then you put it out of her reach, she cries, and the cute moment has been interrupted forever. Until 45 seconds later when Betty finds something else cute to do.

In other news, Enfamil's records (they stalk you, courtesy of the hospital) show that Betty just turned 10 months, so a package arrived on our doorstep today containing a free can of their toddler formula. Let me mention that our mailman is a kinder, gentler version of the mailman in the movie Funny Farm. Our mail will usually be in the mailbox. Sometimes it's on top of the mailbox. Sometimes it's on the porch. Sometimes it's on top of Tessa's outside kennel. Once it was in an ice chest. We'll never know whether we want to buy Enfamil toddler formula or not because the mailman put it on the kennel and by the time Steele got home Tessa had eaten it. At least it's nutritious!