OK, if you read the blog from March 10, you know about my graceful tumble while trying to take a picture. This is the picture. Not too shabby for a girl who just busted her booty. It is a shame that there's no photo or video of me setting up the camera. Or no picture of me falling. Or no photo of the huge bruise that popped up later that morning. No... there's no evidence of what I suffer through to get a good picture. Just my word and a few million bad pictures. No. Wait a minute. Take a good look at Elijah's face. Is it just my imagination, or is he laughing? Yep. There's your evidence. My son laughing hysterically as I trip and fall in the hopes of capturing the "perfect" moment in time. Now there's a family memory!
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