Everyone, meet my camera. My old, outdated, sometimes-doesn't-work, battery-lasts-15-pictures worth camera. Why on earth do I feel grateful for this thing? Because it took pictures of both of my kiddos when I brought them home from the hospital and every wonderful event after that. It is the reason they will have a ridiculous amount of photos to peruse through, laugh at and cry at when they get older. This camera is the reason MY grand kids will have photos of their parents, though rarely myself as I am always behind the lens. I joke and say they are going to wonder where I was during all these momentous events in their lives because I'm never in the photos! But that's okay...they are in them and that's what is important (though I'm betting they are going to want photos of their momma one day...I better fix that!).It doesn't zoom well at all. Lately it needs a warm-up period as it has been getting lines across the screen (and therefore the picture) when I turn it on. But I'm so grateful I've had it and have tried to make the most of it. I'm not bad behind a camera, I must admit, so I've cherished being able to capture all the great events in our lives with this small instrument that will one-day be replaced with a bad a** Digital Canon Rebel! Until then, thank you my small Canon PowerShot. You've helped me chronicle my life.
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