I just uploaded some photos I took of Sara while in Chicago to my Facebook page. They’re here is you want to see them:
And as I was going through the photos trying to decide what to upload I realized what a poor selection of photos there were to choose from. I didn’t take any photos of my parents holding Sara. I didn’t take any photos of the three of us in Chicago while Akinori was there. I took very few photos period, and the thing is, I remember thinking “I’m not going to take a photo now. It’s a pain. I’ll take a photo of something else later.”
Well at least now I understand why my husband is so damn snap happy. He takes photos of EVERYTHING, ALL the time. Which, until now, I have always thought to be quite annoying. Now I’m pretty glad he does that because if it were left up to me we’d have a few photos of Sara’s first week and then maybe the odd shot here and there. Although I think the 3000 (I kid you not) or so he’s taken since she was born 10 months ago is going a little too far in the other direction, but better too many than too few, right?
Alright, definitely waaaaay past my bedtime. Tomorrow we’re hoping to up to the mountains for some autumn leaf-viewing. Very Japanese of us. But we’re never going to get up there if I’m in bed until 10 again. Oops.