Normally, I don’t let the kids use our digital camera.
“Oh please, Mommy, just one photo! Jilly is being so funny on the stairs!”, Belly begged.
As I was too lazy to get up and see what was so funny in the first place, I handed her the camera along with the words, “Don’t drop it!”.
Not ten seconds later, I heard “THUMP!”, followed by Belly yelling at her sister. Who was at fault, I’ll never know, although Belly’s claim that Jilly karate-chopped her doesn’t sound too far fetched.
I grabbed the camera which now had a lens that was stuck halfway between opened and closed. Nothing I did could get it working again.
Here is what ran through my head once I realized the camera was dead, dead, dead:
“Oh CRAP! I shouldn’t have let them use the camera! Why did I let them have it? It figures this would happen. Ugh! A new camera is expensive! This one was so great and I had just figured out how to use it! Crap.”
Later, I told Fairly Odd Father what happened. Expecting to hear something along the same lines as my internal dialogue, I was surprised to hear instead,
“Oh GOOD! I’ve been looking at a new camera. . . that one was too slow anyway, and it’ll cost too much to fix. I think this new one will be much better. Great!”
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I’m going to go “accidentally” drop my camera now. I hate it.
We don’t ordinarily buy warranties with appliances and electronics; but, as far as digital cameras go, they are definitely worth the extra 80 bucks (especially when you have kids). And the kids have such fun with the camera (when they aren’t breaking it). It took my husband and I a good 3 months, when we first went digital, to stop saying, “Be careful – you’re wasting film!”
fairly odd father is a good and thoughtful man. i’m not sure i’ll let annabel have the new camera, but i let her have the old one all the time. she didn’t break it though. it died on its own.
I admit that often I do a little dance of joy when something breaks and I can justify replacing (or rather: upgrading) it wiht minimal guilt. Hear that Samsung TV I bought for $200 in 1998 — it is time for you to DIE! DIE old TV! DIE so I can get a really pretty flat screen!
Karate chop? For real? Your daughters are so awesome!
hehehe. Makes me wonder if the kids were in cahoots with Mr. Odd.
Some combination of children and gravity led to a new lens for my camera… a much-nicer, kick-ass new lens. Bring on the lemons…