At the Park with David

There was a small park at the corner of our block.

Bonnie dressed David in his Barcelona soccer outfit.

She told me that I was to stay at the park with him and take 1,000 pictures.

Bonnie didn’t tell David that I was on a mission for her.

When he saw the shutter going on my camera he began to duck.

This made picture taking significantly harder.

He would turn his face away, give me the cold shoulder, even pick up his toys and go to another side of the park to play.

He had the advantage on me, for I don’t have a telephoto lens and he seemed to have a sixth sense about when I would approach him and try to get a natural shot.

However, he had carried  his motorized truck to the park.

There had been some problem at our house with new Christmas toys. A small vehicle that one of the little girls received for a present would start moving around the room without anyone at the controls.

Her mom came to the conclusion that there was a faulty battery at work, one that would eratically make the car stop and go. It wasn’t until the neighbour next door came over to ask if they had received such a toy for Christmas that two and two were put together. Both families had received the toy, and it seems that through the wall, each was operating the other’s toy.

David's car was not aflicted in this way and he used his remoted control to drive his car up the sidewalk and over to the park.



Sand flies in the air

One of his best moments there was having the car in sand and seeing how deeply he could dig the car wheels into the sand.

I took this as good training for when he gets older and his own car wheels begin to spin in a snow bank.

Arta