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Gwen's life as a flip book
Nov. 24th, 2013 02:53 amI don't really have any good excuse for not posting yesterday, other than ordinary mundanity -- was up with Gwen at 5:00am (though I got to hand her off to Grandma and go back to bed half an hour later), went shopping with Joel, spent the evening with a high school friend of his, someone we haven't seen since his wedding, which was just a few weeks after we got engaged, i.e., just over 10 years ago! -- and no significant desire to post because I had to rather than because I had something to say.
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The other day I was uploading photos to flickr, and just happened to notice that at that moment, I had 2,000 photos uploaded. Minus maybe a dozen and a half which are self-portraits that I took of Slinky trying to curl up on my very pregnant belly, the rest are all of Gwen. 2,000 photos in 2 years equals about 3 photos per day on average, which means she is one extremely well documented child. I've caught almost every first on photo (which is handy when Amy asks me "at what age did Gwen do X?" and I can usually respond, hang on, let me find the photo").
Some people say, if you take that many pictures, you'll never look back on them, it's just too many. Granted, I'm only two years in to this parenting gig, but I don't find that to be the case. I like to randomly pick a time and flip through the photos from that time. Some of them I remember very distinctly, some of them are surprises to me when I look back on them. And I love seeing the progression, seeing that, yes, she is getting older, she is getting bigger, she is getting more hair. In particular, with her recent birthday I've enjoyed looking at the pictures of her from her 1st birthday. She's just so much bigger.
And as she gets older, we are beginning to accidentally collect pictures in roughly the same place and same arrangement, in particular, on my parents'-in-law's couch:
December 2011
December 2012
November 2013
Wow. Let's ignore the fact that I'm wearing the same outfit this year as last.
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The other day I was uploading photos to flickr, and just happened to notice that at that moment, I had 2,000 photos uploaded. Minus maybe a dozen and a half which are self-portraits that I took of Slinky trying to curl up on my very pregnant belly, the rest are all of Gwen. 2,000 photos in 2 years equals about 3 photos per day on average, which means she is one extremely well documented child. I've caught almost every first on photo (which is handy when Amy asks me "at what age did Gwen do X?" and I can usually respond, hang on, let me find the photo").
Some people say, if you take that many pictures, you'll never look back on them, it's just too many. Granted, I'm only two years in to this parenting gig, but I don't find that to be the case. I like to randomly pick a time and flip through the photos from that time. Some of them I remember very distinctly, some of them are surprises to me when I look back on them. And I love seeing the progression, seeing that, yes, she is getting older, she is getting bigger, she is getting more hair. In particular, with her recent birthday I've enjoyed looking at the pictures of her from her 1st birthday. She's just so much bigger.
And as she gets older, we are beginning to accidentally collect pictures in roughly the same place and same arrangement, in particular, on my parents'-in-law's couch:
December 2011
December 2012
November 2013
Wow. Let's ignore the fact that I'm wearing the same outfit this year as last.
