the boy. the cat. the interruption. the cat.

My oldest sat staring out the window. It is odd to find him still and without a book in his hands. I asked if I could snap a few shots of him…telling him he didn’t have to look at me or anything. I got a couple shots and then our cat Poppy did something on the bed to make him laugh.

And what was supposed to be shots of my boy became shots of my boy and the cat that likes to trip me when when I walk across the room in the morning.

And then the photos of the boy and the cat were interrupted by another boy with a nerf gun.

And then the photos of the boy that became photos of the boy and the cat that became photos of the boy, the cat & the nerf gun boy became photos of the cat.

Just in case you were wondering why there tend to be more pictures of the girls on this blog, it is because the cat scares me when I get this close to her with my camera.