Why I Wish I Had In-House Surveillance

My camera, daddy! Mine!

I wish I had cameras in every room of my house.

It's not that I'm paranoid that somebody is going to get into the house or anything*.

See, I want them to record my little girl so that the moments I can't capture on film (because they're too quick and happen before the camera's even on, or I can't find the camera, or a whole bunch of reasons that are similar) are captured for sharing. Sometimes she somehow makes herself even more adorable than normal and I'll probably never be able to share those moments.

Here are a few examples:

• She was holding a baby-babble conversation at the grocery store today. With a cardboard cutout of another baby.
• Looming over her toys she started to growl at them menacingly.
• Having 'escaped' from the baby-safe area in the house she looks over her shoulder to see if I'm following and then scampers away at high speeds, laughing like a maniac.
• She sees herself in a mirror and immediately goes in and gives the mirror a baby kiss**.
• At the store she sees another baby and stares for a while quietly. As we pass the (younger) baby who is not paying attention, she shrieks, startling the baby, and then grins widely because suddenly she has the attention of the (now crying) baby***.

Hmm. Now that I think about it maybe what we need is a camera crew to follow us around at all times since this happens out in the wild too.

I'll get right on that.

*Well, I am, and often come home and check the closets and under the bed to make sure nobody is hiding there but that's besides the point and not why I want cameras in the house.
**You know, the kind with a huge open mouth, tongue hanging out, licking and slobbering? Kind of like a teenager, I guess, but cuter. (That joke's for Aunt Amanda.)
***Okay, this one may only be cute/funny to me and the other baby's mom who found it hilarious because, apparently, her daughter had JUST done the exact same thing to another child. (She was quickly able to quiet her child who was not permanently scarred by the incident, I promise.)