But like so much that you try to plan with a child, it just goes the other way. I pulled the camera out. I have this lens. It is the best lens I have ever shot with. The pics are great. Even under the worst of circumstances it can usually come up with something worthwhile. The specs say it weighs three pounds though, and let me tell you, that by the time you get a flash, batterygrip, and body on there, you are talking 6 pounds at least.
All that is to say, that pulling the camera out, isn't like pulling some micro thing out of my pocket, but Oli moves fast and so I need a camera that can keep up with her, make a nice bokeh (gotta smear out my crappy housekeeping) , work in low light, be able to be blown up to large prints, and all sorts of stuff.
So that took all of 30 seconds and she was no long climbing the walls but in a dead run (on her hands and knees) over to me with that thing, the thing with all of the... the... BUTTONS.
Figuring I would just work with it, I zoomed all the way out and held the camera out as far as I could from the two of us and started shooting
At the beginning the above happened, at the end this occurred.
That would be Oli smothering the camera with her fingers and mouth. Because damned if that thing be the size of an Iced Venti Latte and three pounds, she is going to get it in her mouth:D
