...Then, I had to change mobile phone providers (Goodbye, Telus - if only you'd been more understanding), and I got a phone that takes pictures, because practically all mobile phones now take pictures and - mere moments after figuring out how to use it, while feeding the twins their breakfast this morning - I took these two pictures, and sent them off to my wife's email, without having to get off my butt.
Morgan gets excited when she sees me getting the waffles out of the freezer. "Bawbaw!" she says, as she points toward the eating wheel in my hand as I place it in the toaster. I believe she's trying to say 'waffle'. However, Janne claims Morgan points at everything and says "Bawbaw", so we'll leave it as a moot point."This is cool", I thought. "Janne's always gone before the babies get up, and she doesn't get to see them until she picks them up from daycare after work, so I can brighten her morning with these." (I'm quoting there because those were the exact words in my head.) :-)
Liam took the opportunity to show off exactly how much food he could shove in his mouth at once. Classy, just like his Dad. I'm beaming as I write this.Turns out Janne's morning could use some brightening, too, because she had a brutal hour-and-a-half commute (which usually takes a little less than 40 minutes) to work - so I left her a heads-up voicemail to check her email after I sent the photos. Normally, I'd have to take out the digital camera, and then transfer the pictures to the computer, and then email them. Saves a couple of steps, this new-fangled-picture-takin' phone thingy.
So, the reason for a phone that takes pictures? It's the love, people.
