When Kenley was a baby, I went out on a limb and purchased a DSLR camera in lieu of a baby plan from a professional photographer. Following bloggers, online tutorials, and user manuals I taught myself how to take photos of my baby girls. And goodness there are lots of photographs of them- hundreds upon hundreds. They grew up with their mama always holding a camera so they thought nothing of it, rarely stopping to pose (let alone fuss at me) for trying to capture each and every little milestone.
Five years later then their baby brother came along, the camera- now several years old– was always charged and ready to go. As he got older, our lives got a little busier the once always there camera, was suddenly no where to be found. It didn’t make it on trips, maintenance fell to the way side, and next thing I knew the only photos I had were though on my cell phone. Not that there is anything wrong with cell phone images –it just doesn’t feel the same to me. The shutter clicking makes me happy. The teeny tiny creative ability I have with a ‘real’ camera is often times lost on a phone that I have a love/hate relationship with.
I’m trying to make it a point to set aside time to do the things I enjoy. A quiet cup of coffee in the mornings. A good Devotional. Journaling. Yoga. Photography. And even this here little blog.
What I’ve found is– when it comes to the camera– my girls are now at the age where they definitely do notice the camera, and don’t want it around. Raynes, too, notices and has this weird smile he insists on. That’s what I get for letting one of my little joys fall the way side. But all that’s about to change. So keep on smiling like that little boy. I am happy to capture it — because it too is one of the many little milestones.