I Miss My Flip Video Camera

Yep, that's right, it's gone. It was the best-ever present from Unk, full of almost an hour of precious baby videos plus a few minutes of nervous 4th graders practicing Science Fair presentations, and now it's gone. Swiped from school. Right off the teachers' desk, leaving only the lonely spotted sock that had held it. I'm heartbroken.

As anyone who knows me well can attest, I'm not really the type to get attached to material things, especially not gadgets. I probably purge them as often as I acquire them, and I certainly don't acquire them with any great speed or fervor. But this gadget was different. And it served a really important function in my life. Namely, it helped me avoid posting blurry, serial photos to this blog, in my attempt to capture for you the busy life of this beautiful toddler.

I don't have any idea who took it, or why they would want to keep it and carry such a karmically heavy load. But it reminded me, again, that as bad as it feels to have your trust or sense of safety/security violated, it's way better than walking around feeling like you always have to be fully defended against it. Some things just aren't worth the price of cynicism or worry. I'd rather keep my best defenses up around the things that are.

Anyway, when this blog turns into a hard copy book at the end of the year -- which is really the whole point of this exercise -- the videos can't come along. So maybe it's just as well. Just as well that I couldn't show you, firsthand, the glee with which Django & Max ran around Paul Revere Preschool at playgroup on Friday collaborating on all sorts of projects, like zylophone clanging, key stringing, book reading and tower building with these really neat cylindrical, sanded tree-trunk blocks. And just as well that you can't hear me giggling on the other side of the camera every time I try covering Django's naked booty with my skirt while he naps, only to find he's rolled back to mooning me seconds later.