Tuesday, June 24, 2008
how to eat a banana
8am. Soft wintery sun shining through from outside. Breakfast time. Oats cooking on the stove top. It suddenly occurs to me as I snap away that my little one has become so used to being in front of the camera that he hardly notices it's there. And this makes me happy. He chomps away and squishes banana through his fingers - laughing at the absurd goo.
Silent chewing continues till there is no banana left. Where has it gone? He stares at his hand for minutes, slowly wriggling his fingers, searching for more. But it's all gone. Till tomorrow morning...
I'm really proud of these photos. And I'm so happy that I captured the wonder of an everyday breakfast-time moment. Hope you enjoy them too.