Anyway - because we had never asked before, and after seeing how much more clearly many of her shots of the twins were turning out compared to ours - I finally asked the megapixel capability of her camera. It's 5.
I'm convinced that those with 7.1 or more have possibly spent too much, but equally convinced that those of us with 3.2 or less have spent too little. 5 seems just right.
However, even when her camera jumps, or the subject moves, or for whatever reason it doesn't quite capture the cleanest version of the picture she wanted, her eye proves to have been correct in capturing the moment.
Case in point - A less-than-23-month-old boy whose eyes look like he's thinking about something well beyond his years. It's my favourite picture of Liam yet.
He's definitely shy when first in a more public atmosphere than when at home, and this occasion was the day - on an October weekend - when we finally celebrated Lene's birthday - which, by the way, is in August. Scheduling is not one of our strong points, but the twins made us forget about the tardiness of the celebration fairly quickly. Here's Liam finding a safe spot in the room:
A fun shot of Morgan. She does this a lot at meal time, but this is the first time there's been an extra body (Lene) to capture it:
This is one of my favourites from the day. Everyone was getting ready to leave, and the ladybug and honeybee that Moster Lene had bought for the twins (who gets which was decided later by the recipients - Liam went for the bee eventually) are in mid-air - and perfectly clear with Moster's 5 megapixel camera - as Ken and I decided the bugs were soft enough to be used as projectiles of fun:
Another shot of Morgan at meal time, but Lene gave it a classic finish in black and white. She's such a great subject:
...and her Mommy's pretty cute, too. Janne's trying to get Morgan to pronounce "Moster" while pointing her out in the picture she's holding:
...and finally - a miracle of miracles - Lene manages to take a picture of me that I don't hate, or want to hide, or delete. You have no idea the trouble I have with my own image. There are hundreds which have gone by the wayside, because of my issues with the way I look...but I'm okay with this. The bee needed to be securely transported to the parking garage from Mormor's (Danish. Mother of their mother) building, and the twins aren't at the point where we can say, "don't throw it", without getting quite the opposite response. So the obligatory, "Is that a bee in your pocket?" comment was met with, "Hey. You should see the stinger."
All photography provided through Moster's unique prospective. Thanks, Lene. Belated Happy Birthday.
