A Southern Fried Mess

Insanity is a southern necessity…

A Kodak moment

My daughter came flying into the house around sunset yesterday while I was doing the dishes. As she gasped for breath, she excitedly asked if she could borrow my camera. I gave her permission and made sure that she had the camera’s strap securely around her neck—don’t want to drop and break mommy’s favorite toy.

With her excitement barely contained, she flew back outside. Minutes later she reappeared once again overjoyed. She explained that she had taken a picture of the sunset— a sunset that she thought I would like very much. And seeing as how I was doing chores, she didn’t want me to miss it. She said It was beautiful and then showed me the picture. I think she was right. Not bad for an eight year old…….not bad at all.


May 2, 2008 - Posted by | family, kids, life, photography, Uncategorized | , ,


  1. I think the fact that she was thinking of you was the nicest part…and that it wasn’t a picture of something gross…like poo is a bonus!

    Comment by morethananelectrician | May 2, 2008 | Reply

  2. My daughter has the world’s biggest heart that I’ve ever seen and she’s only eight. I hope she stays that way too.She will go out of her way to help someone else and put them first. I could learn a lesson or two from her. She’s also all girl. Stuff that her brothers’ like—such as poo— grosses her out. She did, however, show back up about ten minutes later with a baby bird nestled in her hands that she’d found on the ground under a tree. My hubby got the ladder out and helped her put it back in it’s nest.

    Comment by Scottie | May 2, 2008 | Reply

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