Proof of Life...

I joke {a lot} that if someone would look only at our family pictures, that they wouldn't think this family had a mommy. It's the curse of being the family photographer, number one, but it's also what happens when you don't love seeing pictures of yourself. However, is it not important to document the fact that you were here; that you were a vibrant and essential variable in your own life? Yes, yes it is important. Does it really matter if our hair is messed or we don't have something fabulous on? No, it most certainly does not!

I think it's hard to take the initiative to photograph ourselves. Especially if we have kids...there's always someone much cuter around to photograph, right? But someday those kids are going to want to see visual proof of the the bond that we share. And I will want something tangible to hold on to long after my girls are still cuddling in my lap. I will want to look back and remember myself with my children; the way I felt, the way they make me smile, the connections that we have together. And the best way I know how to capture that is with pictures.

Once you do it a couple of times, it starts to get easier. Plus, in this digital age, you can take a bunch and, chances are, one of them has to come out decent enough that you won't mind looking at. Most cameras have some sort of 10 second self timer {which, by the way, the kids think is absolute magic!}. A remote helps quite a bit but it's certainly not necessary. Just grab your camera, grab your kids, compose your shot, set the camera on some books or a table {expensive tripod NOT required}, and get in the shot!

P.S...we have had quite a snow storm here today! While I could still walk in it earlier today, I took Maya out and we got some pictures of the winter wonderland. I'll post them tomorrow!