These are the kind of photos I get of Baby Boy these days. Blurry cellphone shots where he’s already out of frame before the shutter clicks. There’s no time to grab my real camera, because he’s most likely climbing onto a hutch or launching himself off a chair.
Oh, the days when every day was a photoshoot. When I would dress him up, lay him on a blanket or sit him on a chair, and snap away. I had so many good photos of him!
I fear that when I get time to scrapbook the last few months, I’m just going to have a bunch of these blurry running-away shots.
At least I will always remember this nonstop time accurately. As a time of constant motion!