Today was the family photo day! The boys were in suits and the girls wore pretty dresses. We had the appointment at the studio for the morning which is also the best time for the kids to be on their good behavior. Not too sleepy, not too cranky and very receptive towards Mommy and Daddy’s bidding to ‘say cheese’ for the camera. Smile they did, well most of the time and we came out with flying colors- one perfect picture from the session where everyone is smiling very nicely for the lens. The one portrait which is designated to hang on our family room wall for the next few months, until a most recent one will come along to replace it. Today indeed turned out to be very productive and I felt very pleased with myself. Doing this was in my priority list since I bought Kevin’s suit. I had to accomplish ‘Mission Family Photograph’ before Kevin grows out of his suit and before Krista would not be able to wear her white frilly adorable dress (from her Baptism day) anymore. Done and Done! Happily, I kept my promise to Kevin and treated him to chocolates (which he requested or rather threatened out of me in exchange for behaving nicely at the studio). I didn’t mind. Poor child deserved it for holding himself together when the photographer was clearly bossing all of us around in the hope of getting the best shot possible from the session. Anyways, like I said, at the end of the day all the efforts proved fruitful and I will get to add one more beautiful picture to the album of our life together…
I also devoted today to look at all our family snap shots from the past. I sat in the bed and flipped the pages starting from the days it was just me and my husband and finishing off with the present where the two of us turned to four. I marveled as the time started unraveling in front of my eyes in a matter of seconds with the turn of each leaf in the album- our first solo trip as newly married to spend a day at Niagara Falls
our African Lion Safari adventure,
my much awaited visit to the famous Toronto down town and its sky scrapers including the CN Tower, very popular Art Gallery of Ontario, my most treasured day out at the little town of Startford and the Shakespeare Festival
and finally, our exotic vacation to Cuba to spend few days in the lap of beautiful Atlantic Ocean.
Hmm… those days were amazing, carefree and relaxing. Those were the days before our kids came along.
I turned one more page and now I am looking at Kevin and his tiny body wrapped in the hospital blanket and his Mommy and Daddy are smiling hugely for the camera with the bundle of joy in their hands. Fast forward couple of years, I once again come back to the same back ground, but this time, my husband is holding Krista and Kevin is trying to reach over to look at his ‘new’ baby sister with me beside, a tired, satisfied smile on my face. The rest of the album is crammed with our various adventures together as a family of fantastic four- our trip to Niagara Falls (yup, again… because it is so close by, you know), African Lion Safari (yes, that too), most recent road trip to Kingston, Ottawa- there are so many… My eyes turn blurry and I can’t see these colorful pictures weaving beautiful memories for a moment. I quickly wipe the tears away to once again behold the moments that kept on defining our bond with each other as a family through the story told by these pictures and I realize with awe that this album will be my most priced possession, next to my family. I vow to myself that I will never loose them for my life.
Of course the photos are all backed up in the computer because I am no way going to loose them in a house fire. Album is old fashioned but I have a thing for hard copies. I am always fascinated by hard bound books, printables and photo copies (even though I can have a soft copy of whatever document in the computer). May be it is because the printed photographs are something tangible- something you can touch and feel. To me, when you touch the pictures with your hands, you are touching your own memories affectionately and reveling in the warmth that it would bring. You won’t get that feeling with digital. No offense to the digital world. I am yours truly old fashioned, if you know what I mean.
So what about you? Are you ‘old school’ at heart when it comes to storing the family photographs or do you prefer them digitally? Or are you someone like me who would be only satisfied by having printed pictures within hand’s reach and backing up soft prints in the computer? What difference (if there is any) are you finding in these two methods that could work in your benefit for which you choose that method in the first place? Curious as always to know what you have to say…