It was the last day of our hot-weather getaway when it dawned on me that we hadn’t really taken any photos.
“Smotchyyyyy!” I shouted from the shower after catching a glimpse of the steam-drip fogged shower door in vanity mirror across from me. “Smotchy, bring the camera!”
And so it was that I found myself showered with {photographic} attention while I was in the shower.
He, of course, was being a total dork. Bending and angling, ogling and “Hold that pose!”-ing, while snapping off a ridiculous amount of (blurry, badly-angled) pics.
I’m surprised any of them turned out, honestly. What with all his jumpy, quick-flash phone-camera-ing. But this one isn’t too bad.
And when I returned the favor…
…playing paparazzi to a showering Smotchy…
…I found that those photos weren’t too bad either. 😉
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