“I was.” he claimed, before blaming the camera.
I picked up the camera, told him to stand where I’d been standing and took a couple of pictures of him. Then I viewed them on the large laptop screen and showed him the difference between my ‘steady’ photographs and his shaky ones. We started again and whilst some of his pictures were perfectly sharp, too many weren’t. “This is going to take forever.” I sighed.
“Sorry, sis… I’m trying my best.” Peter claimed. “Why don’t you put the camera on your dresser and use the timer?”
“Because that’d take forever… I’d be waiting 30 seconds for each picture.”