I have hundreds (maybe thousands) of iPhone photos of my dogs. Dogs sleeping, playing, rolling, yawning, blinking, breathing. Yes, my dogs are my fur children, and, while it can be excessive at times, I do not apologize for it.
This week I vowed to take more pictures of my life, our lives, little moments.
Reminding myself to take a few pictures here and there made me realize how lazy I have become. L and I used to pose in front of every camera pointed in our direction within a five mile radius. So we have like eight million pictures of us from 2005. But it seems that after ten years of couple-ness we have lost our photo mojo.