I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.
I have been blessed with cute chicklets. My brood -- especially the younger ones -- love hamming it up for the camera. And because they are so gosh darn cute, I am usually happy to oblige. While this might not seem like a bad thing, it does pose some problems for this Mama Hen.
Like the fact that my new camera can hold nearly 2000 pictures at a time and I have filled up the card more than once. No big deal if I could force myself to delete some, but how can I hit the delete button and banish even one of these beauties to the "trash pile"?
It's also a big distraction. I often find myself avoiding things that need to be done around the house (especially laundry!) just so I can capture the fleeting moments of childhood. I mean dirty socks don't stand a chance against this guy!
We do not remember days; we remember moments.