I was so proud that they actually made it up. When they got back, I grabbed the camera to load to pictures on the computer. Low and behold, the child took one picture, count them, ONE!
And did I mention blurry?
"Dude, it's a digital camera! You take pictures until you can't anymore."
"Well, it's OK" Notice the drive for success
So the days march on and Friday quickly approaches. Mistakenly I told Ethan that he could go to a friends house after school. When I realized my mistake, I called him and told him to come home so we could finish the project. Tears, feet stomping, and a little tizzy fit later, he came home to work on the project.

So at 7pm, we're finally getting dinner, and getting ready to run to Ogden to get the prints, and Ashton says...
"I wanted to enter the contest!"
(AHHHHHHHHHHHH)
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
That was me regaining composer.
"Sure bud, what do you want to take a picture of?"
"I will take a picture of my hand!"
Well that is a natural progression of thought. Ethan takes a picture of his foot, naturally Ashton should take a picture of his hand.
So here it is, and super cute if I do say so myself.

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