Harper and I went on a little adventure today and took some photos near the Great Salt Lake. She was practically frozen by the time we left (as was I), but don’t worry; she thawed out just like a lizard. The photos gracing this post are the result of our mini-excursion. They kind of go along with this post’s theme: randomness.
Wonton seems to have eaten something…well, I know he at least ate a ponytail holder…and has been throwing up and other things all around the house for the past couple days (not peeing, thanks all things holy). Our white-ish carpet is taking a beating, but I am more worried about him than the house. I hope he feels better soon.
I find it hilarious that the group organizing against Mitt Romney is running ads condemning him for making millions of dollars and laying off thousands of people from their jobs. “Some call it the free market. We call it just wrong,” the ads say. HAHAHAHAHA. Seriously? Okay. (PS, why the HELL do I listen to 105.7?)
After finding myself almost in tears the other night after looking in the mirror and seeing a whole slew of new wrinkles around my eyes and mouth, Scott has convinced me that I need more sleep. And exercise. And healthy food. (He totally missed his opportunity to read my mind and say, “No, honey, I don’t see a thing. You look gorgeous.”) I woke up the next morning to see that most of those wrinkles were gone. Maybe he’s on to something. So, I’m giving it a shot and trying to make it to bed around 11 or 12am instead of 1 or 2am (and waking up to take care of Harper around 5am). I figure I’ll work on one thing at a time.
Harper’s and my little photo shoots remind me of my mom. When I was little, she had this awesome 35mm with all sorts of filters and lenses. She used to take me to the beach and take all kinds of artsy photos with it. Maybe that’s why I’m digging on Instagram these days – it totally reminds me of those old pics. I can only imagine what my mom would have come up with if digital cameras had been around in the 80s. I’m also reminded of Ruthie Pearl’s Polaroid and how she’d always tell me to “Shake it and put it under your armpit!” while the photos developed. My, how far we’ve come…
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about documenting Harper’s life. I started a baby book for her while I was pregnant, but I haven’t really filled much out. Honestly, who can really say a certain day that their baby starts talking? Or a certain day they start crawling? Babies sort of evolve. AND who has time to write it all down in a book? I briefly considered scrapbooking, but it’s just so not me. Then, I thought that maybe my blog kind of functions as a memory book. Or, I could do Shutterfly books and give them to family at the end of each year (at a whopping $100+ each with all the photos I would want to stick in there) and keep them for Harper to look at when she’s older. I have become somewhat interested in Project Life after seeing how beautifully Janel’s is turning out, but I currently don’t have the fifty bucks to slap down on the starter kit, nor am I fully ready to commit.
How do you document your family’s memories? And am I a bad mom if I don’t have a scrapbooking room and 63 different pairs of scissors?
Tag – you’re it! What are your current randoms? I’d love to hear from you in the comments below or in a blog post of your own.