reason #2 why i heart my camera

Okay, so I love my camera for way more reasons than #2, but since I've only blogged about one, I thought I'd be considerate and not confuse you readers.

So what's reason #2 why I heart my camera? Look at the photographic evidence below, my friends. Pictures don't lie. And they're also supposed to be worth 1,000 words, so this post is chocked full of words. 

Clark trying out something new. I vote no on this one, buddy!

And then he has to go all sports on me and stiff arm people. I'm just taking pictures; I don't call the shots/poses.

Are you ready for this? You're so totally not, but here you go. Side note: no matter how close Dad looks to the edge of the pool, he's really not. Trust me, he flipped right into the middle of the deep end. It must be the angle or something.

Love, love, love Clark's face. It's pretty much a once in a lifetime shot, right?

My pictures are pretty good, if I do say so myself. Props to Dad, readers! Give him a virtual pat on the back, why don't you?

The hair kills me, ya'll. Literally, kills me. I LOVE this one.

No, wait...I love this one even more. :) So going on my photo wall.

Apparently this is why I had a sore throat later that night. SA, keep your mouth shut when in the pool. FYI, pool water tastes bad. Like, very bad.

Thanks to Clark and Dad for afternoon filled with Mocha Frappe's from Mickey D's and enough jump shots to tide me over until the next time Mama is out with friends and we do flips into the water.