I currently have 1, 173 pictures on my iPhone. And many, many more on my computer.
I haven’t put ‘real’ pictures into an album in years.
This weekend, I was reminded of why that is a problem.
For a long time, Katherine sat on Rob’s lap, pouring through pictures of Rob’s childhood. She saw him swimming as a toddler, sitting in a funny low ‘high’ chair, celebrating his first birthday. She saw her aunt wearing a funny Halloween costume and dressed up for an ice skating performance. She asked question after question and learned things about her father and her aunt that she wouldn’t have known if we hadn’t pulled out the album.
Years from now, how will the girl’s children be able to look at pictures and ask questions and learn if the pictures are trapped on my phone and on my computer?
It seems I have a pretty hefty to-do list for the week…