Picture This!
Today is my son's big day. His last year in single digits. I don't remember much about my 9th birthday. I guess because it was so many years ago I can't remember anything about being 9. Or maybe 9 was just not too memorable for me. Funny how some birthday's you can remember and some you can't remember anything about them at all. And since my parents weren't the picture taking kind, back then not too many parents I knew were, there are no pictures of my 9th birthday. I have a picture of my 2nd birthday in my photo album and a picture of my 7th birthday.
I am the complete opposite of my parents. My son has so many pictures he can almost relive every moment from birth to today. I have more pictures then places to put them. Tons of picture albums of him doing all kinds of things from just lying in his bassinet to crawling to walking and beyond. If he can't remember something there is a picture for it. I don't know if he will thank me when he is grown or curse me but that's okay there will be a picture for that too. Needless to say I love taking pictures of him and almost just about anything. I think I missed my calling, a photographer, maybe. Although, my pictures aren't that great but I do try. I think that before I leave this earth a class in photography is in my future.
So, today my son was not feeling well at all. He wasn't too excited about getting out of bed and running to open his gifts. His birthday to him is like a national holiday and it feels like Christmas two weeks early for him. Today he just sort of walked slowly to the living room and laid on the couch from his bed. He said he wasn't feeling well so can we still celebrate his birthday when he feels better. I told him we could. He did bring himself to open his gift. Then he went back to the couch to lie down.
Nine, he will remember alright. If he doesn't remember that he was sick he will remember everything else via the pictures I took today. One day when he is way passed 9 years old he will look back at photos and say to his friends, kids, wife, or someone that his mom sure took a lot of pictures and hey I remember that birthday. I will be smiling from where ever I am and nodding yes, yes, I did.
I am the complete opposite of my parents. My son has so many pictures he can almost relive every moment from birth to today. I have more pictures then places to put them. Tons of picture albums of him doing all kinds of things from just lying in his bassinet to crawling to walking and beyond. If he can't remember something there is a picture for it. I don't know if he will thank me when he is grown or curse me but that's okay there will be a picture for that too. Needless to say I love taking pictures of him and almost just about anything. I think I missed my calling, a photographer, maybe. Although, my pictures aren't that great but I do try. I think that before I leave this earth a class in photography is in my future.
So, today my son was not feeling well at all. He wasn't too excited about getting out of bed and running to open his gifts. His birthday to him is like a national holiday and it feels like Christmas two weeks early for him. Today he just sort of walked slowly to the living room and laid on the couch from his bed. He said he wasn't feeling well so can we still celebrate his birthday when he feels better. I told him we could. He did bring himself to open his gift. Then he went back to the couch to lie down.
Nine, he will remember alright. If he doesn't remember that he was sick he will remember everything else via the pictures I took today. One day when he is way passed 9 years old he will look back at photos and say to his friends, kids, wife, or someone that his mom sure took a lot of pictures and hey I remember that birthday. I will be smiling from where ever I am and nodding yes, yes, I did.
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