Archives for September 2011

{Organization} Where to Store Your Camera

“A place for everything and everything in its place." That’s how we sisters were raised.

If we had a penny for every hour we spend organizing our world, we’d be able to buy out Harpo Productions. But we’d be even RICHER if we had a dime for every hour we spent looking for all those ‘organized’ items. How do our children do it? They can make the remote disappear faster than a mint julep on Derby day, the little darlings. Argggh! There is no way to avoid this part of mommyhood but you can exert a tiny bit of control over your camera storage so let’s discuss.
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{Inspiration} Photo reality check

The dumpster-diving photo we reminded you to take in the last blog  is really important. Here’s why. My tiny children are already growing up … a tiny bit everyday! When I look back over my photos of Lauren and Cat, I get a bit misty for the past. They are SO cute, aren’t they? Look at the photo on the left. A.Dor.A.Ble. And I vividly remember when that picture was taken. Ooooooooh, yes indeedy. The dog had just pinned the mailman to my neighbor’s front door, we were late to church, and the camera had literally two shots left in it. Thank goodness I can recall this because .. and here is my point .. pictures lie. Like a sleeping dog, old photos paint a personal history that is warm and soft and easy. Lee Ann and I don’t know about you, but our our motherhood has been more like Dante’s inferno with a trip to the ice cream parlor every now and again. [Read more…]


{Inspiration} Letting Go Of Photo Book Guilt

Friends, let’s discuss. This really is one of the horrors of modern-day motherhood. We’ve felt guilty and we’ve been guilty and for what? Let’s look at some valid guilt scenarios, just for kicks.

Scenario 1: I once let my 4 month-old baby girl ‘cry it out’ in an attempt to ‘Ferberize’ her. She cried through her nap, about 2 hours. When I finally ‘caved in’ and got her, she was a sweaty, over-heated mess who looked like she’d been tossed in a dumpster. Yep, she’s 11 now. Probably explains why she is such an awful sleeper to this day. I never read another parenting book again. [Read more…]


{Inspiration} Taking Fewer Photos Means Having More Time

There is picture of the two us beneath the Christmas tree, circa 1975, I am guessing. I am holding my sister’s hand, and we are wearing handmade blue and white gingham dresses. We are smiling adorably into the camera and guess what? The picture is a tiny bit blurry, especially by today’s standards. It’s the sort of picture that you might delete nowadays in an effort to edit your photo life into perfection. [Read more…]

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