A snap shot of my snap shot taker... I was helping Tyler with a family project last night that required photos to be put on a poster. I couldn't believe it I realized that I hadn't actually printed photographs since last spring. I scan through them all the time on my computer, but I don't know if that compares to turning crinkly pages in old photo albums. I remember spending hours just turning those pages, remembering moments in my own life and imagining moments in my family's lives. Running my fingers gently over those pictures almost released sights, sounds and smells from the event itself. Will my children have that tangible connection to the past? I wonder.
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