So we got the proofs for the barmitzvah pictures yesterday and they are eleventeen-hundred shades of gorgeous. Our photographer (www.shmuelheinemannphoto.com) did a stellar job. Our memories of that special weekend live on in our hearts, but it is so lovely to see them captured in the pages of our album – well they will be in an album as soon as the stores open and I can go and buy one. Can’t have the kids’ mucky fingerprints all over them…
I couldn’t wait to get the proofs and in the ten hours since we got them I have spent a lot of time looking them over, examining them, trying to figure out which to enlarge, which to frame to grace our currently empty walls.
The kids don’t really seem interested in seeing them – it’s kind of like – uh, we were there? Our memories work fine – who cares about photos? Whatever (insert major eye roll here).
There was one exception. Little prince ChatterBox expressed no interest in seeing the pictures but did ask if he looked cute in all of them.
This seems to be a male thing – I remember when we got our wedding photos I was so excited to show them to the KoD – and got a “very nice” in return. He was there, what are the photos going to show that he won’t remember?!!
Mars vs Venus?