Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Do You See What I See
I still have the first picture my oldest daughter took - a triangle of fuzzy green carpet - in her scrap book. For his first, my boy took a fuzzy picture of something white. Then for my sweet Finch I find this picture. Did she focus or is she just lucky?
I only take pictures with people. Unlike my other kids, she didn't just click. and I can't throw it away because I've never seen life from her eyes. Those are the two chairs that she likes to sit on; the end of the counter that she claimed as her own. The boxes atop the cupboards are hopelessly out of reach. The doorknob encourages tippytoes.
I don't look at things the way she does and I don't see the things she sees.
When I ripped the camera from her grasp she cried. Her brother yelled at me, "Hey Mom, Fi wants to take pictures!!" I decided I'd give the camera back if she hadn't left fingerprints on the lens. I didn't give it back. Now I wish I had. I wonder what else she wants to show me. I wonder if I'll take the time to see.