After many attempts, I finally managed to buy something on eBay, and not get ripped off*
I’ve been trying to get Daisy a camera all weekend, but I kept getting outbid in the last 2 minutes, mainly by people who seemed willing to pay way over the odds for really quite old cameras. they where paying up-to ?30 for two / three year old cameras that only cost around ?60 new, if it was in a shop new, but they had lost the box, you would expect to pay no more than ?40, then if it was second hand and two years old? you wouldn’t pay more than ?20, would you?
So I changed my tatics, and instead of looking at what was about to expire, I looked at what was just put on, hoping that someone would do buy now, or something at a realistic price; and they did, so I just got a camera that went for ?24 yesterday for ?13 today.
*of course it could be broken, not a camera, made of cheese or anything like that, we wait and see.
Today, Daisy spent an hour and a bit out at the park with Daddy, and took approximately one hundred photos in the time. Remind you of anyone?
Give your two year old your camera. Yes it’s scary at first, but once they’ve gotten the hang of it your biggest problem is going to be getting them to let go.
We’ve just had daisy running around the house taking photos of everything she came near, the result’s are rather fantastic and can be viewed on our piccies pages. She basically walked around the house and took pictures of everything that is part of her life, so there is mummy and daddy, baby and rather embarrassingly the TV.
My favourite picture however is that of Mrs Odd-body who is the mum from Daisy’s doll house. It’s a really good picture (if you crop the finger shadow from the left-hand side).
So now, I’ve spent the night looking on eBay for a cheap digital camera, where the lens isn’t off to one side where she will get her fingers over it. You can get a children’s camera from places like the early learning centre but to be honest they are ?60, and on ebay I’m looking at less than a tenner for a half decent thing with a button on the top.
Lots of Daisy posts, this week. Just as well, it was starting to look like we’d lost interest in her.
Daisy has made a handful of developmental leaps, recently. The one which is currently impressing me the most is not the successful telephoning of her father when he was at work, but the attempts at writing.
She has quite suddenly changed the focus of her drawing to be about creating letteresque shapes, and then telling me that it says “Daisy” or “Mummy”. When asked to write in Daddy’s birthday card, she produced a neat line of such shapes, and seems to be very clear as to their purpose. I’m becoming more and more convinced of autonomous education as a theory. She just does this stuff, no-one taught her. And if I was trying, I’m really not convinced it would work.
Be sure to check the drain pipe.
Ruth gave me a shout this afternoon, when i was quickly doing some work for my course, the sink had stopped draining away. Now given the amount of junk we let go down our drain (we are very bad at picking all that rice out of the pan before we wash). I don’t really blame her for thinking it was my fault.
I went out to the shed to see what we had that could be turned into a sink plunger - and just as I was about to attempt to fashion something out of a upturned pot and a bicycle pump I noticed the drain pipe. Just as well really because I think it was never going to work.
This afternoon, I was upstairs, getting sidetracked by my computer, and Daisy was in the living room watching TV. Kevin popped up on MSN, and the following conversation ensued:
Kevin said:
hello
Ruth said:
Hello.
Kevin said:
daisy is on the phone to me!
Ruth said:
Erk!
Ruth said:
Did she ring you?
Kevin said:
yes
Ruth said:
Erk!
She had just shouted up the stairs that Daddy was on the phone, but since it hadn’t rung, I assumed she was playing. It turned out that she’d retrieved the phone from its holder, and managed to press speed-dial, and speaker phone, in a combination that dialled the first number on the list. Which left Kevin going, “Daisy? Daisy? Is Mummy there?”
His colleagues were suitably impressed that his two-year-old had called him, entirely independently. I’m worried that no matter how hard I impress on her the naughtiness of this, it’ll be water off a duck’s back when, from her point of view, it was fantastic - she got to talk to Daddy, all by herself…
Too flippin’ clever by half, my daughter…
I’ve said it before but Google trends is an addictive piece of software, you type in any random collection of search strings and it shows you peoples search patterns over the last 2 years. so the random piece of information for the day: the seasons
winter??? 
spring??? 
summer??? 
autumn?
Autumn is the least popular season, with summer starting just after Christmas and lasting all the way to around August.
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