I find there’s usually one photographer in the family who documents all the moments worth remembering. In our family, it’s me. Which means there are long stretches of time in our photo history where you’d wonder if I existed at all. When I ask Michael if he wants to take a few photos he usually snaps a few landscapes, or if we’re in a museum, he likes to take photos of the paintings. Then I delete them and he never even notices!
With our new camera arriving sometime next week, I’m hoping to get Michael a little more excited about taking some pictures. Maybe even a few with me in them!
And perhaps there’s a chance he’ll love it so much that he romantically wants to follow me around with a camera and take quietly moving photos like these.
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I think it’s a long shot, but a girl can hope!
What about you guys? Who’s the photographer in your family? Are you always behind the camera?
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