the more things change, the more they stay the same
Mar 18, 2009
Like all mothers, I have the occasional panic attack over the passage of time and my apparent unwittingness of it. It’s made a little worse by the fact that I’m an accidental working mother. I worry constantly that I’m missing things that I would otherwise be really noticing. I’m in the business of taking pictures and sometimes weeks will go by without me turning my lens on Will!
So yesterday when Will made his first real intentional drawing (he actually set out to draw a spider, and spent MINUTES on it, which is like days in Will time), I decided it was time to unpack The Big Camera for some pictures. And I left it out while he made spider after spider and spider web after spider web. (See the tongue out while he concentrates? That’s a Nic Classic.)
Then I asked Will if he’d like me to take his picture. He said “nope!” and then rolled all over the floor laughing at how funny he is. Cause if there’s one thing Will likes, it’s having someone take his picture!
When I downloaded these pictures, it was like a giant relief. Because as BIG as he is, as much as I very well might be missing in my constant dash to Get Things Done, the shots of him rolling all over the floor were a total flash-back to pictures I took of him every day after his diaper changes when he was just a few months old. And it was like “oh! I haven’t lost that baby! He’s still there!”
(PS–I know those are both terrible pictures. But they made my day anyway.)
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