Father's Day

It's Father's Day.  And there is no way I can say what I need to say in one Facebook post, so I thought I'd write a blog.

Yesterday,  Finn took out an old photo album and was asking all kinds of questions about each photo.  It was so neat to see him turn the pages and look at each photo and ask details about each one.  And then he said " You should delete this one, it's blurry."  And Michael and I roared with laughter.

When I think about my own father, I think about all the amazing photos he took of me and my sister together.  And how I can hold those photos in my hands and remember the moments.  And of all the photos of him and I together.  It's such a gift to me, and for Finn to look at those, and see my childhood through his eyes.

But here's the thing.  We hardly print photos anymore.  They are all on a hard drive somewhere, or on our phones.  One of my friends is recently diving back into film. And her photos are incredible.  Remember that?  Where you couldn't edit a photo?  You had to wait for the film to come back?  We didn't know it then, but there's a magic and a nostalgia for it that is missing in this digital world.

So, I guess I'm saying on this Father's Day, after you take the photos of your kids with their Dad's,  print them.  Don't just put them up on Instagram and Facebook. (and this isn't blame, I'm guilty of this too.) Get them up on the walls, put them in your office, show them to your kids in print form.

I took this photos of Finn and Michael yesterday morning, and the light and the moment was perfect.  And I'm totally going to print them.  So that Finn can hold and remember this moment years from now,  instead of it being deleted.

Happy Father's Day.