Heehee, well, then to put it as my sister would, "Sorry 'bout your luck." Besides the fact that I've rarely torched anything to put in a picture these days, it's just something we moms are bound to do, this taking pictures of our kids. I don't think we ever outgrow it, either. Just ask Mallory's "babies" :)
I have to tell you that I am a sucker for family pictures,pictures from any family, pictures from any time period. I love looking for similar features in people in a photograph, love attempting to decipher who is related to whom, love "reading" personalities in the body language. There's so much to be learned from a photograph of people. Was the person behind the camera an obliging stranger who paused to "just push this button here when the light comes on, thank you so much"? Was the person behind the camera the shy relative who never liked to find himself in a frame of film? Was the person behind the camera the family ham who loves to gather attention and smiles and capture them for posterity? Did the people in the picture come to be there by accident that particular day? Did the people in the picture plan to get a special shot to be used for an additional purpose?
The questions can go on and on... Why was Aunt Gertrude holding one sister's hand while leaning far away from another? Why was that other sister laughing? What about Grandmother there in the middle of the family? Was she thinking about another family pose decades earlier, one where she was the youngster and her own grandmother sat quietly beaming amongst her brood?
Who knows all the answers? Who can guess all the right questions so they can find the right answers? For instance, forty years from now, will a friend of a friend be looking at this image and ask, "I wonder what they were thinking?" Just for posterity, I'll tell you what I know about that answer:
James: Look at this giant tire!! Wow, I can't wait to get off here and look at that old magazine some more. There was a Pontiac advertisement on the back of it! Pontiac! Why does Granddaddy keep these big tires, anyway? Hey, where'd Uncle Bubby go? Hmm, Soupie, don't you think we oughtta go for a drive in your red car?
Kate: This tire is all womply on my butt!! (That's all. I know because that's what she yelled loud enough for everybody in the county to hear, LOL).
So what do you think about when you look at pictures of families? If you happen to look at funny little details like highwater pants and worn out tennis shoes, then let me add that James may never stop wearing those Spiderman jeans until he's a teenager. Oh, and I'm all for comfy shoes, but if you are reading this, son, I'm giving you fair warning that those are about to disappear :)
Enough rattling from me today. Yesterday was all about testing the new washing machine by catching up on the mountains of laundry, and today is all about a bunch of little to-do's that I need to be crossing off my list. Toodles :)