Summer memories
It's that time of year and schools are back in session. The West Coast Grands started back last week and the local Grands begin this week. Sometime in the next week or two my Senior granddaughter wants her Senior pictures taken - once she has found the perfect outfit, of course. It's one of many milestones. I have taken fewer photos of the grandchildren this year. They are all too busy and don't want to spend the time. It makes me sad and I think about the days when they loved nothing more than posing for Nana's camera. As we get older, we become self conscious about our appearance. I'm as guilty as anyone. Who doesn't vet the holiday snapshots for ones that "don't make me look fat" or that have the best expression? I am wallowing in a bit of nostalgia at the moment as I have been scanning the photos in an old album from a family vacation in England in the summer of 1984, when my 40-something children were 4 and 2. The pictures are priceless but...
