We just got back from a rapid fire visit to Georgia to visit my new nephew for the first time.

This also happened to be Micah’s last set of free flights as she’s ever so close to being a two year old.  We were asked about her age by official looking people at least a half dozen times.  We were even asked if we had a copy of her birth certificate (we did).

It turns out I was a little enthusiastic with the camera with this trip.  I think my raw count of pictures over a 48 hour period came to somewhere around 350+ pictures.  Weeding through all the underexposed pictures where my trigger finger was a bit faster than my flash as well as the horribly focused ones dropped the count to 342.  Further expulsion of pictures that were technically fine but pretty uninteresting has dropped another hundred or so out.  Then elimination of all the pictures where I was clicking away to get that one good moment that inevitably led to sequences of a dozen shots where the subject moved a fraction of an inch between each frame dropped maybe another hundred.  (If I were shooting action sequences the pictures might be interesting.  Blur of movement, single perfect moments, etc.  But I’m taking pictures of a three month old.  The shots generally showed the drool inching its way down his face).

Finally, subjective judgement has landed me with about 128 decent to good photos, more than a few of which needed cropping, red-eye adjustment, etc.

My eyes are a little cross-eyed.