Seriously. If you tell her we’re going out, she runs around like a maniac. She gets her purse, phone (not actually a phone) and Pooh Bear. And then if you aren’t ready to go, she just stands there. And gets very angry. YOU SAID WE WERE GOING. LET’S GO. COME ON.
Danielle’s warm motherly response to this? Oh. I should take a picture of this. And, you know. I get it. It isn’t weird. It’s being a parent. With a camera phone. And I like it, because with the Apple’s new Photo Stream set up, it automatically appears on my phone and my computer. And then I can just snatch it out of the aether and post it. Yeah. It’s 2011.