“Noah! Stop! Aaaagghhhhhhhhh!”
So we’re having an addition put on our house in the backyard. Each evening, I go in the back yard and take a picture of the progress. Noah usually follows and then wants to blow bubbles. Today was the same. They just poured our slab (how exciting!) so I went out back and took some pictures and Noah followed … yelling ‘smile … smile’ the whole time. I take some pictures, put the camera back inside and then start blowing bubbles with Noah.
A little later, Dawn comes out and I ask her, “So now that the slab is poured, does it look bigger?” She says, “No” (she’s a little spacially challenged). As we’re both standing there looking at the slab, we hear Noah struggling with something and catch a glimpse of him dragging something out of the living room unto the patio. We both look at each other and say “What is that?”
And then we see what he’s dragging out. It’s my CAMERA!!! We both start shouting, “Noah! Stop!” Aaaaggghhhhh! He finally froze and looked up at us, kinda shocked. Poor guy, I felt kinda bad. But it was my camera! He saw us checking out the slab and thought we might want to take more pictures of it. I would have never thought that he would make that connection, but YIKES!
My poor camera. Its a little scratched up, but seems okay. Whew!
That kid!