Dad day

Today was a day with my father.  Photography was wrapped up within it.  I just finished watching a PBS special on Annie Leibowiz.  Afterward, Dad photographed Laura sleeping in my lap.  He raised the camera to the ceiling and took a photo of us from above.  Earlier today, we set out sans kids (Mom was babysitting and battling to get Laura to drink from a bottle) to the Body Exhibit.  These bodies are treated with polymer and show different aspects of the body in wonderful, exciting detail.  It got me excited about anatomy.  I would siddle up to my father and tell him this and that detail.  I pointed out where the carpal tunnel was, an anatomical structure that has given Mom so much grief.  I showed Dad the trachea and esophagus in relation to each other.  It was just a nice opportunity to show Dad my world in a visual way.  It was also an opportunity for me to review my anatomy. When we left the exhibit, I called Mom. I heard crying in the background. That rerouted my desires to take Dad to Salumi. Instead, we stopped at Creperie Voila, a kiosk in the Convention Center, and had a prosciutto, swiss, spinach savory crepe and a nutella crepe. Dad and I split this treat for a whopping $10. Dad got to take photos of the preparation. It was a wonderful fine that crowned off the day. Laura had survived her ordeal and decided to take a bottle when I got home. Later that evening, Dad and I watched the Annie Leibovitz special on PBS. It was again a nice sharing of photography. Dad’s been taking his camera everywhere. He took some fun photos at the space needle/EMP/monorail.