A certain little girl has been requesting her own camera for months, possibly longer. Sometimes I let her take photos with my phone, but I get nervous that it will get dropped, especially with other little friends grabbing for turns, too. I was looking a bit for cameras on-line the other morning, and my husband mentioned that he still had his old polaroid camera. So, he dusted it off and went to the camera shop to buy a couple packs of expired film. And voila! Our girl has her very first camera.
She used the first pack of film to document our family and home. Taking portraits of the cats, the new garden, her father...
And all day long, she kepting tell me how it was the best day of her life.
After many requests, I stitched up a stack of little books for her to fill. I've made these before, she fills them so quickly with birds and families and lists of things. I also gave her access to my treasured washi tape. She loves it. Me, too.