So tonight's the last night. Reid and I didn't do much of anything, and the sleep deprivation exercises I've been doing have finally caught up with me. Seriously, I'm muscle-sore like a college student after a couple all nighters.
It doesn't help that I generally don't get to bed until midnight with a nightly RPOD (my labor of love) as well as random work/household stuff. Sleep is a higher priority around here when K is available to point out how late it is and how sleepy she is.
I've enjoyed this batch of RPODs, for sure, and we've heard from folks who check out Reid's adventures with interest. We thank everybody for reading. After two weeks of RPOD-action, things generally go quiet for a little while, but I'm going to try to keep posting at least two or three times a week. I'm investing in a little technology in the form of an external hard drive so we're going to be attempting a bold experiment with video on the RPOD soon. Stay tuned!
One thing I have noticed is that my understanding of our digital cameras (though not by any means the quality of my photographs) has grown. One little camera we have can do a lot more, but I'm noticing on many shots I don't end up using that the camera actually focused on something else in the frame, probably because Reid was so mobile it couldn't get a lock on him. This won't change. I also played with some of the light settings, and you can see that the photo above, which was taken after dark using only incandescent bulbs in our house including one behind an amber shade, has a much more natural look. 14 days, baby, and I got the light balance down! Whooo!
I'm going to try to coax Katrena to post something on the RPOD. She's shy, which is why she keeps jetting off to exotic locales only to have her trip reflected in the home-bound activities of Reid and myself. Maybe you'll hear from her. Cause, man, I'm tired.

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It's me, Aunt Alia. I gotta tell ya- I love the RPOD. You are so great at it, and Reid is so amazing I can't stand it. Um, the pictures/posting from the sweatshirt day were THE BEST. Reid actually looked like he was sweetly reminiscing, like "oh, look, there's the jello... it's the greatest." Or as Sean put it - "Man I really f***ked this sweatshirt up. I'm hungry."
Just wanted to let you know that your account of young master Reid is appreciated by friends, too! I don't read them all, but every few weeks or so I catch up on your lives by checking out Hardly Born. What the *$%?!# was K doing in Afganistan? We haven't spoken in ages, but it sounds like you all are well!
Karen
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