For a few seconds today, I thought my camera was broken. Then I realized it was my brain. It's quite sad. If anyone has a replacement brain available, let me know.
We are visiting John's parents, and on the way today, we stopped at a McDonald's Play Place to give Colter a much needed break from the car seat. Colter had never played in the Play Place before--perfect picture opportunity! I pulled out my trusty camera to record the momentous occasion, and it wouldn't work! Tragedy had struck! (Actually...though it would be expensive, my camera is four years old, and in this swiftly advancing digital age, four years is practically ancient...so a new camera might not be horribly tragic...just costly). I examined my treasured camera searching for the problem, when I discovered that the battery was missing! Imagine that! A camera not working without its battery! I then realized that the battery was at home, two hours behind us, hooked on the charger. Drat! Hee. Hee. I just said drat.
Luckily, my father-in-law, the camera addict, photography guru has a camera I can borrow, so our visit won't go entirely undocumented. Also, my intelligent husband with the working brain brought the video camera (and the battery), so Colter's first McDonald's Play Place adventure was captured, so I didn't have to have a melt down. I did miss out on some fabulous pictures though; Colter had lots of fun! Oh well. I have a feeling we'll be spending a lot of time in McDonald's Play Places over the next ten years.