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I want to remember

I’ve been teased more than a few times for my habit of taking my camera wherever I go, and for pulling it out in the middle of  whatever we’re doing. For a time, I made a conscious effort NOT to take pictures, in an attempt to “just be in the moment.” But that didn’t last long. And there’s a reason.

The days are flying by. The kids are growing. The world is changing. My memory is already rotten and I don’t expect it to improve down the road. So, I take pictures. And I journal. Because there’s just too much I don’t want to forget.

Like when I walked into the gameroom last week and found my third-grader quietly doing her math…like this…

Or,  how my toddler drank a smoothie and unwittingly gave herself not only a mustache, but a big, fruity unibrow to boot.

Or the way my nails look after she gets hold of them…

Because I know things are changing every day, and I want to always remember how sweet my little ones smell after a bath…

…and how precious their good-night hugs are.

I want to remember this time where my husband can’t sit down at the piano without someone joining him there, and singing along…

Sometimes it’s just a scene that I want to capture, to burn it into my memory forever so I can pull it out and witness it again whenever I want.

A scene that I know will make me smile each time I replay it, like a teenage boy demonstrating that he’s never too busy to lend a helping hand to his little sister…

Or an early-morning concert for a rapt audience of one…

Or the sight of my hard-working husband getting to do something he loves and enjoys…

Often there’s more to the picture than meets the eye. Although I like this photo of my son pitching…

…what I love is the memory of hearing him call out encouragement to the opposing team’s players at the plate. Who does that?!  (He still struck most of them out, but what a sweet way to do it!)

And while this picture of the kids with their crab catch is cute enough…

…what I treasure is the memory of my daughter’s attitude that night. We fished ALL night and only caught two crabs and a couple of hardheads, yet every five minutes my girlie would call out, “Isn’t this fun?” I don’t want to forget that the smile never left her face.

I want to remember how fun it is to watch her interact with others, because she accepts everyone…and she makes people  feel good about themselves.

I want to remember the day we happened to choose a picnic table that was next to a sand volleyball court, and the appalled faces of my kiddos when I said it was time to go…because how could they possibly leave without playing “desert wanderers?”  (What was I thinking?)

So yes, I will continue toting my camera to even the most unlikely spots. And I will look back and be able to remember what these fleeting days are like.

I’ll remember how my toddler rides her tricycle every single day, even though she still can’t reach the pedals. (She’s amazingly fast with her Flinstone method of driving.)

I’ll recall that my big girl is hustling to make great plays on the field now, even though she started out so afraid of the ball. (Sorry, little-boy-who-was-just-trying-to-make-it-to-second; I know that didn’t work out so well for you.)

I’ll remember how, at two, my youngest still can’t stay awake through supper if we’ve had a really big day.

Because yes, I had my camera. And I will not forget.

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