In marveling at their fleeting beauty, I almost ruined the moment.
“Ugh!” I complained. “They are so amazing, I can’t believe I don’t have my camera!”
Small One piped up. “Don’t worry, Mama. I’ll take a picture of them!” She opened her eyes wide, framed her hands and made a clicking noise. “See? I took a picture. Now I’ll remember it forever, ‘cause I have a camera in my mind.”
Hey! I’m the artist, why didn’t I think of that?