I pick up my cell phone and punch in the numbers. “Rob, would you please ask Joe to stick his head out of the window? I’d like to get a picture.” We left the house at the same time, but we took separate cars. He is taking the boys to school, and I am going straight to the office.
“I saw you taking pictures.” Rob says. “I don’t like you taking pictures like that. I’m not going to tell him to do that.”
I grumble a bit, feeling like a child being scolded by a parent. “Okay, fine. Thanks anyway.” I say.
My insides ache, as the unattainable photo opportunities mock me. Then I notice Charlie’s profile outlined by the sun, and Rob’s sunlit face reflecting in the rear-view mirror. With the cars stopped, I use the zoom lens to bring the subjects closer, and I quickly take my shot. Before the cars move again, I place my camera back in the camera bag. The child in me wins again.
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…and this is the picture your rebellious mother took…;)
Exactly! “See son? I didn’t always listen, either.” 🙂
We need to get you one of those cameras in a pen gadgets…like a spy. So you can take pics on the sly.
Oh the damage I would do with a spy camera. I think I was born to be part of a paparazzi team. Shhhhh….
Awesome Awesome Awesome
Thank you X 3. 😀
You can’t be stopped!
I am amazed how quickly you learned, Oma. Rob’s still working on it. (smile)
You caught a moment in time that no one else saw, and would have been lost forever.
Thank you, Charles. I like the fact that I caught this moment. It was as if I was the proverbial fly on the wall. Kinda neat.
Oh, to be fly on the wall when you showed the picture to Rob.
Blessings to you, Lenore ~ Maxi
Yes well … I haven’t showed him yet. 🙂
Reminds me of when my “former” boyfriend would yell at me for documenting our long bicycle rides…while pedaling. Sheesh. Why not?
Clearly, we know why he is a ‘former’ boyfriend. 😉
😉
Stealth-mode!
🙂
Shhhh…..