If you build kitchen cabinets for a living, you probably don’t want to build new ones for your own kitchen after you’ve gotten home from a day of building cabinets.
That’s how I feel at times about photographing my kids. I have all of this wonderful equipment, but it can sometimes feel like it’s only there for work. Meanwhile our lives are passing by and I am letting beautiful photograph after beautiful photograph slip away. They’re memories that I’ll never get back. Why don’t I keep a camera at my side at all moments? I don’t understand.
This year, I am changing. I will make a photo book of family photos each month. Fun moments, hard moments, growing moments, mundane moments. Stuff that we can look back on and remember later. The car, the couch, the blender, the hair cut, the old t-shirt, and dad’s “fat phase” (I’m working on it, cut me some slack.)
My oldest daughter will pick up the camera as well. She has an eye for it even where the technical hasn’t quite caught up. But it will. She could be very good if she tries.
I’ve attached a few of her photos from this week right here.
Clara, me, Collette.
Baby Penelope.
Penelope was in one of her best moods on this morning.