How is it that my only son is almost 8?

Almost 8?!?  I can’t believe that.

I’ve been a professional photographer for over 5 years now, and like the cobbler’s children that have no shoes,

my house is barren of pictures.  Barren of the evidence of the life I celebrate every day.

I always vow to get better, but somehow life gets in the way.

I have had this great vision for the wall in my dining room to be covered in our everyday portraits.

But, yet, the same big chili poster is there.  Lame.  I’m lame sometimes.  I admit it.

Luckily, I’ve been inspired by my colleagues and friends to participate in a blog circle of our everyday life.

7 amazing photographers taking time to enjoy their family.  Taking time to reflect on it once a month. Taking time to share it with the world.

Taking time to remember.

I don’t know how I might evolve in this – but I’m looking forward to watching.

I’m bad about leaving my “good” camera home unless I’m working, so these won’t be stellar portraits.

Nope.  Not from me.  From me it will most likely be phone snaps – and I don’t even have any cool apps that make my pics look better.

And a whole lot of babbling.  It’s ok if you skip all the text and go right to pictures.

I’m babbling for me.  Because one day, when my baby is going to high school, or GULP, college, I’ll want to

Remember This.

If you’re friends with me on FB – then you might have read this story already.  But it’s so good, I have to write it here.

Eddie or I are usually able to walk Silas to school.  One morning I didn’t have time to walk and let him know we would have to drive.

He asked if we could park nearby – and I thought it was a great idea because then I wouldn’t get stuck in the traffic line.

Silas’ response: Park close and we can walk from there.  So I can hold your hand for at least 1 block.

Melt my heart.

(one day I’ll have a better image than this.  But for now, I remember)

October is the month for costumes and Halloween traditions.  I always regret I don’t take more pictures.

Carving pumpkins is one of mine and Eddie’s favorite things to do.  I ventured to try roasting my own pumpkin seeds.

Why did I wait this long?  We all LOVED them.  It even inspired Silas to dig in and get seeds (he never does this)

And you can’t have Halloween without costumes.  Silas gets scarier every year.  Last year was a vampire and this year was the Grim Reaper.

We continued our tradition of meeting with his best buds, Chan and Oscar, and hit the neighborhood – old school style.  We had a blast.

I hope I never forget this, but Eddie and I won a costume contest!!!  We really couldn’t believe it.

We never win anything and definitely not a costume contest.

We went to a murder mystery dinner theater with some good friends at a local winery.

The them was Death By Disco.  We didn’t don disco clothes – but went with the 70s theme (and already had the costume so it was easy).

Velma and Shaggy took home a win!

Speaking of Chan – I found a gem this month.

Chan really was Silas’ first friend.  They didn’t really have a choice since his parents are our best friends, too.

I hope they are always this close.  One day, one day, I hope to chronicle their friendship.

Then and now.  Sigh.  Melt my heart.  I love these boys.

I don’t get in front of the camera enough.  I want to change that.  So, I’m going to try to end each post with a snap of us together.

I only thought of this just now.  As I was going through my iphone pics to see what I wanted to share here.  This wasn’t this month.

It was right before school started.  This is us.  This is how we are most of the time.

Silly, laughing, having fun.  I want to remember this.  I want this on my dining room wall. It makes my heart happy.

So, yea, kind of lame, I know.  It will get better, I promise.

But I need to start somewhere.  I could already feel myself getting ready to bail out of this project because

I knew I would look real lame compared to my talented friends.

But this is for me.  And anyone else that wants to read.

Check out my friend Heather – and see what she wants to remember.