Don't All Grandmas Carry Cameras In Their Purses?

I have to admit that I do get a few strange looks when I drop everything, dig in my purse for my camera and crouch down on my knees and start taking pictures of the boys. But when you hang out with adorable, active boys, you never know when the opportunity will present itself. Gage had way more fun on the playground than he did watching Jameson's T-Ball game last night. And Grandma got the knees of her jeans dirty along with those weird looks. Wouldn't you say the shots I got were worth the looks?