“I need to be able to remember…”

Mom, I need to be able to remember my childhood…

I grew up with my mom and dad and three brothers and a sister. All of our extended family lived over-seas so most of what we knew about our family was thru letters and photographs. Anytime we would get to go to Europe to visit there was always a camera in somebody’s hand. Anytime family would come to Canada to visit us there was a camera in somebody’s hand. My mom who; farmed with my dad, managed the household and kept a large garden somehow also found the time to organize all of these photographs and she had made photo albums for each of her five kids. These weren’t just a drag and drop your images and hit the check-out button and ten days later the album is waiting at the post office for you. This was serious business. Developing film, cutting and pasting, strategically placing and removing and re-glueing and letting pages dry and re-ordering from sorted negatives and purchasing album refills and so on and so on. Now as an adult, every once in awhile I’ll sit down with my own children and share some of the memories in those albums with them.

This morning I was just tidying up after photographing a newborn session and Nate came running into the house. He questioned why someone would come and have their baby photographed so I explained to him that photographs are a great way to remember our past, our growing up years and so on. He disappeared and came back dressed like a “cowboy.”

“Hey mom! Maybe you could take my picture outside looking like a cowboy.” I smiled at him, I didn’t want to go out – my to do list was a mile long. Then a little voice told me I needed to take advantage of the little guy wanting to have his photo taken. So we headed out the door.
As we wandered around the farm, going to all the places Nate wanted to go, he looked up at me and said, “Mom, I need to be able to remember my childhood. Like when I go to college and my brain is full of learning new things I might forget about all the good memories and how I wanted to be a cowboy. That’s why I need you to take these pictures. Maybe you could make me a photo album. Also mom, maybe you could post this on the internet.”

So here we are. Capturing Nate’s happy childhood moment of wanting to be a cowboy, in the event that he forgets about this when he’s in college. And we have posted it on the internet – should the internet still exist when he’s in college. I’ll be sure to work on that photo album as well … after all, it’s so much easier to do these days then it was when my mom was busy making albums for our memories!

One thought on ““I need to be able to remember…”

  1. This is so amazing! Your son is wise beyond his years to have wanted to capture his “cowboy” days in photos for future years. Wow! He is one adorable cowboy. Great pictures Mom!

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