This year, I made a real effort to just enjoy Christmas morning without putting a lens between myself and the festivities. In past years I have obsessively videoed or photographed the unwrapping ritual and have missed the entire thing and ended up with a ton of boring shots of people tearing paper. So I left the camera on the shelf for the day and enjoyed it more. Although there was one moment that I wished I had caught. But a small sacrifice for just being part of everything instead of acting like an uninvolved photojournalist.
But I did take out the camera at the request of the group for a group shot.
Thank goodness for Photoshop. I took five or six versions and this was the only one that had everyone's eyes open. Except the original had one small flaw.
But I was able to find another one in which Thomas was behaving himself and, because I had used a tripod, was able fairly easily to replace him for the photo at the top.
Then I took the camera out one other time. It was also Conner's first birthday -- well, a couple of days off but close enough. We had the bright idea to give him a cake just for his own fun and exploration. He was happy but a tad confused at having a huge sweet thing in front of him with nobody feeding him. Just let him do what he wants!
"But how do I get it in my mouth?"
"Nana to the rescue."
"Maybe I'll stick to the painting part. Not sure about the taste."