I’m behind. I hate to use that word because it sounds so much like “caught up” and that invokes guilt over not getting all the scrapping down that I should. But I just haven’t been into scrapping, and I haven’t been taking near as many photos as I normally do.
|From 2008 scrapbooks|
Now my parents would laugh at this because they think my kids are the world’s most photographed kids. For October I’ve taken 163 photos, and a little bit less than that for September. And when the kids and I were at the farm last? I took less than 50 photos, and very few with the grandparents or other family members. That’s totally slacking for me. A normal trip to the family farm nets at least 50 photos a day! Anyway, for me that’s not a lot of photos and the quality is less than I’d like. For me quality isn’t the technical aspects of photography it’s the variety of everyday shots of life I have. Do I have a lot of just one kid? Have I caught on camera how Jack peddles like a wild man on his trike? Did I get pics of Clara in her princess dress playing soccer? Or have I taken any photos of my hubby lately? Have I taken any of myself? These are the things I measure for quality. And looking at my photos so far I don’t feel I’ve met these self-imposed standards. Probably silly, but there it is.
But as I review the last couple of months I guess I really haven’t missed anything. Just going through a stage, I’m sure it will pass.
Of course, right now I’m consumed with potty training one of my twins. That’s pretty much my whole world right now.