A couple weeks ago, I browsed the children’s section of books at a thrift store.  The Max has decided books are his life recently and I am trying to encourage this hobby as much as I can.  I found a book geared towards little ones on how to take pictures.  It was an appropriate reading level for him so I fished a quarter out of my pocket and traded it for the book.  (Gotta love thrift store prices).

I have an old digital camera I never use and I informed The Max that it would become his camera as soon as he finished the book.  He did nothing else for the next few hours but study those pages.  So, I forked over the camera and let him get to work.  It’s amusing what he decides to capture:

He climbed up the mountain a ways and took some shots of the house and yard.

Got a good picture of the sunset.

Having this thing in the yard, pretty much made his whole year.

That’s my boy.  (With a sticker on his face he refused to remove for an entire day.)

There’s plenty more I am not sharing, he was pretty good about taking sneaky pictures of me with morning bed head.  I’ll save those for myself.