I'm still catching up on a few shots from over Christmas break that I'm fond of. This is Brendan washing our dishes- he's over all the time and is finally understanding he does not have to look at the camera every time I raise it.
I tend to be an obsessively organized person who provides a place for everything but will start to have a conniption if I can't rearrange things. Photographing falls into this compulsion somewhere rather wonderfully. While my decision of when to compress the shutter are frozen forever, it's can be a peaceful finality. This is one of those times.
Leica M8, 35mm 1:2
ISO 640, 1/60 at f/ 2.8