Monday, August 03, 2009

Niagara Falls, Franky Angel...

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When I got out our enormous and archaic video camera to tape the girls' play, I realized that it had been a while since I have actually used it. I am such in the habit of using our little digital to do snipits that I don't bother pullin out the big guns to tape something of an extended nature...who really needs to see Christmas morning from beginning to end, or 16 hours of labor?...I mean, typically I have better things to do, like focusing on the task of using my shampoo and conditioner at the exact same rate so that they run out at precisely the same moment.
I decided that before I could put the camera away again for another 6 months I must organize and properly label the tapes. We bought the camera when our oldest was 6 months old...about the time that she was actually doing noteworthy things...you know, like solving advanced algebraic equations and walking backwards on her hands down the stairs. We have hours of seemingly tedious video that I have convinced myself we will watch someday when we are old and bored...or maybe when we are so old that we don't remember anyone that we are related to.
I have come to the conclusion that I am sentimental about moments, people and memories, not really things. I am a champ at throwing things away. With the exception of a few choice objects (ie wedding rings, my blue blanky and shriveled up umbilical cords) I really am not attached to many things. Pictures are priceless....journal/blog entries really please me the most, but things? Not so much.
So I am drawing out this organizational process (much like this whole explanation) so that I can savor our memories. My intent was to watch the tapes in fast forward to simply bullet each item on the tape...but so far I am 3/4 of the way done, have watched four labor and deliveries, two children learning to ride a bike, many Christmas mornings, more birthdays than I can count and a few dance-offs in the family room...and one video of Clark where he may or may not have been playing human shuffle board with our children in our front entryway. Heck, I figure while I am ambling down memory lane this week I might as well watch all of these slide shows and videos I have sitting in front of me on the desk too. I pop truffles from their hiding place in my nightstand (that my girls have not figured out opens) in between trips to the bathroom to retrieve more squares of toilet paper to wipe away my tears of sentimentality.
I love my life.
It has not been awesome every single step of the way but I sure love looking back and feeling blessed beyond words for the people I have met, the experiences that I have had and the things that I have learned. I am a sucker for a song with sentimental lyrics and black and white photographs of my family. So until this project is finished, I am going to take my time, pop a few more truffles and let the tears and snot flow freely.
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17 comments:

Mary Sunshine said...

Beautiful. beautiful family! Thanks for sharing! I love reading your blog!

Mandee said...

An absolute beautiful family! We are lucky to know and love you!

Vi said...

love the pictures- i'd be crying and popping truffles too!! i'm a big sensitive cry baby! :)

Jessica said...

So sweet! Makes me want to crack open my video camera and see what memeories I can re-live! YOu are so beautiful Em...You make me jealous!

Julie said...

WOw-- you guys are all so gorgeous! Love the pics, makes me want to be better at documenting everything-- it goes too fast!!

THe little actresses down below are adorable!!!

mo said...

Crying like a baby and eating truffles is one of my favorite activities, too! I'm right there with ya sistah!

Charlotte said...

Beautiful pictures. Hope you enjoyed your video reflection through time!

Suebee said...

I love your life too, especially in pictures.

thegogger said...

why is reese witherspoon holding mia in your fam pic of 2005? as always love your blog; i am eating blue bell ice cream.

thegogger said...

oh, my grands call me the gogger (or goggy); you know me as Ms D who taught you & Abby & who absolutely always feels blissful after reading the blogs of you two most special former students!

Suzie Petunia said...

shriveled up umbilical cords... seriously? That's plain gross. But I've kept all the kids' baby teeth. So who am I to say?

I just recently did the EXACT same thing with my 25 mini video tapes. I know what is on all of them. NOW what do I do with them?

Brett and Amy said...

Honestly, who has 4 girls who are that cute? I mean 2 out of 4 or even 3 out of 4 is pushin it, but all of them? I love the pics of all your cutie patooties. Let's just keep in contact for the next 20 or so years -you know I have 3 boys.

Capturing Joy with Kristen Duke said...

I'm a little saddened that the proposal picture is not only blurry and dark, but your eyes are closed. I am not a big video-er, but I would like to do more. It is fun to sit around with the fam and watch it--laugher all around! I keep saying we'll do it on a Sunday afternoon, but it hasn't happened for a while. I like that your truffles are hidden:) And tell me if you figure out the shampoo/conditioner thing.

Capturing Joy with Kristen Duke said...

ok, I shouldn't have said my thoughts about the proposal picture...I hope that didn't make you feel sad. I love that you can see where you are--atop the empire state building.

jenniferscharman@sbcglobal.net said...

Never tire of the pictures or the truffles-tradition is important. Love you.

Abby said...

Where have I been? 2 posts and 30 comments later I finally see. Bad Abby! Love it, love the pics, love the play and quite the thespians, by the way. Love the fam. I quite agree with the stuff as opposed to the memories. Lovely.

Twinlinebackers said...

Hey Yellow Boots. I have 3 boys too ya know. You can't claim all 4 cute girls.

Emma Jo - why is your sister trying to steal your family in that last picture? (Ok, I know it's you but with your light hair, I think you really look like her). Or maybe it's just the picture because I blew it up and cupped my hands to crop out your hair and I still see her more than you. Maybe I am just tired.