My kids are cuter than your cats

I realize that I've posted way too many pictures of my kids lately. Seeing how my blog has never been cutting edge, or even mildly relevant to anyone but me, I'll try to provide something more interesting later. For now, it's more of the same old, same old, as we celebrated the Riblet's 1st birthday on Saturday.

I just noticed that three of the photos involve the Riblet having something goofy on his head. He's also got a Lightning McQueen car in his hand for many of them, although that's really the Cutlet's toy that has already seen lots of miles. The last photo includes his cousin, who will turn 1 in March. She's the lone granddaughter in my family, among her two older brothers and my two boys. She's not spoiled at all, of course.

On a sad note, I dropped one of my lenses on Friday. It hit the concrete and split open like a ripe egg. Bad news: it was one of my favorites, a 50 mm f 1.8. Good news: it was my cheapest lens, costing about $80. Of course, I'd feel pretty sick if $80 in cash fell out of my pocket. At least then it wouldn't have made an awful cracking noise when it dropped. I'm now wondering if I should save up for the similar lens that's a step up in quality (and price, of course), or just get another cheapo. In more than 20 years of taking pictures (first with a Polaroid), I'd never dropped any equipment. Let's hope that no matter which lens I get to replace it, I have learned my lesson about gravity.