Hi there, everyone! Thanks to Heidi and Heather for letting me take over their blog today! I feel honored that I get to share with you some of the precious moments that Heather, and more recently, Heidi and Heather together, have captured for my family.
I got to thinking about these precious, fleeting moments the other day as I rocked with Cody in our rocking chair- the chair that my grandmother rocked all her grand babies in before passing it down to me. He had a little cold and readily accepted my invitation to snuggle for awhile. As he climbed up on my lap, I was suddenly very aware of how much he has grown! He struggled to fit his lanky four-year-old frame into the rocker with me. When he finally settled with his head resting on my shoulder, we rocked quietly for much longer than we had in quite awhile. In fact, I realized we probably hadn't rocked in that chair together in over a year. A year! I thought "this might be the last time I rock my baby boy, who isn't even close to being a baby anymore." Tears welled in my eyes. It hit me pretty hard how quickly these precious moments pass us by!
How much longer will he beg me to play trains? How much longer will he race through the house with a superhero cape trailing behind him? Not long enough, I guarantee that.
I thought about how thankful I am for the beautiful images of our little boy that Heather and Heidi have captured. I will cherish these little moments in time and all of the memories they represent forever.
Capturing as many of these moments as possible is a legacy handed down to me by one of my grandmas, just like that rocking chair passed down by the other. She followed us around everywhere with that little 35 mm Minolta. My entire childhood, and that of my brother and twelve cousins, was documented by that camera. In fact, she is still documenting the lives of her great grandchildren with the same camera, each photo lovingly developed in doubles and shared.
We used to do that, didn't we? Print, frame and share our memories? I remember my parents carefully placing them in sticky photo albums and thumbing through them at family gatherings, laughing about the way they wore their hair back then and noticing who we take after . We had no choice before digital cameras and smartphones. Before Facebook and Instagram.
It certainly is convenient- snapping hundreds of photos on my iPhone and sharing them with family on Facebook. But now all of our memories are stuck in these devices. What good are they doing there? What happens when technology fails or changes? What happens when a new social media platform gains popularity and those photos get lost in the shuffle? What about the family not on social media? What will I have to pass down to my son and his family someday?
Oh I try to remember to print a few online and send them to grandparents. I try to print albums on holidays to give as gifts, but memories of the hours staring bleary-eyed at a computer screen trying to choose the right layouts and backgrounds give me a headache before I get started.
So when Heidi and Heather started offering those gorgeous linen lay-flat albums I jumped on the chance to get one! I chose my favorites from three different sessions that we did with our son at ages 2, 3 and 4, and they did the rest!
They highlighted each session beautifully, and the quality far surpasses any album I have ever made online.
Each page is super thick, almost like a baby board book. The color is outstanding and the linen cover is rich and luxurious. It is going to make the perfect Father's Day gift (um... Surprise, Michael)!
Best of all, years down the line, when our son is grown and home for Christmas with his kids, we can pull out this lovely album to thumb through. We will laugh together, telling stories about how much their daddy loved playing with trains, how he would try so hard to lower his voice when he was pretending to be Batman, and how if you asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, he would quickly and happily reply, "Daddy!"