Sprocket’s photos from Sunday didn’t turn out quite as planned. I need a tripod for my tripod. By the time I had fixed my light settings and steadied my hand, Sprocket was done with photos for the day. It’s just as well – the blue and silver striped background wasn’t working for us. I acquired a 3 by 4 ft piece of wood-like substance for my backdrops. Now I need to raid Mama M’s wrapping paper stock for something festive to match my Sprocker.
Shortly thereafter, poor Sprocket was plopped outside my room. I locked the door. He squeaked. When Chun and I were done with his Santa photos, Sprocket was napping on the dirty laundry piled outside my door.