Photo booth

When I was in Illinois last month, Jamie and I visited a photo booth at the arcade in the mall near our hometown.

Jamie was very interested in something invisible in the corner of the booth. The more I tried to get him interested in the camera, the dorkier I looked … and the more he wanted to stare at the invisible object on the floor.

That’s OK. I’m glad he got a good look at his surroundings. Photo booths that make real pictures using real film and real chemicals are rare as hens’ teeth these days, and I’m afraid they’ll all be gone by the time Jamie grows up. One more fading relic….

Emily