This post was actually supposed to go up on Friday, but with both boys and I waking up with colds I had a really hard time getting anything done. So I'm sorry for not posting last week.
I hate to admit this, but I'm really bad at taking pictures of my own kids. Not like the yearly birthday pictures or anything, but just the day to day pictures of stuff we do. Part of my problem is that I have the hardest time taking my big bulky camera anywhere when I have a huge diaper bag and my one year old to carry plus trying to keep track of my three year old. It just never sounds that appealing to carry my camera bag too. Luckily Matt's parents gave us a small point and shoot at the beginning of the year. It has been SO nice to be able to keep it in the little side pocket of the diaper bag and have it with me where ever I go. I'm still not the best at remembering to pull it out all the time but I'm working on getting better. And although they may not be the same quality pictures as my big camera takes, at least I have those memories. Because the memories are priceless. So pull your camera out and capture those little everyday memories. They may not seem like much now but you won't regret having them.
These are just a few pictures I took of my Grandma's house when we went to Idaho for her funeral in February. Her house is one of my favorite places in the world and I have so many wonderful memories there. I wanted to remember it exactly as it was. I know these pictures don't mean anything to most of you, but I am so glad I have them.
