She turned ten in August.
I still find it hard to believe that my last baby is ten years old.
Time is a jerk, for reals.
Yesterday I asked her if she would go to the park with me so that I could take a few photos of her. I told her that by allowing me to photograph her, she’s helping me to learn how my new camera works and to become a better photographer. She’s not a big fan of having me take her photos because “I’ve been taking her pictures her WHOLE LIFE!” But she was so kind and said she would help me. But only if I let her play at the park after I was finished.
Always negotiating, that one.
Of course I agreed. Anything for my girl. (And anything to get to practice with my camera!)