I thought of this idea a couple of weeks ago while taking pictures of William. People around here make fun of me all the time because this poor child is always having his picture taken. As I was looking through the lens I said to him "poor thing, everyday is a photo shoot." Then I started to think...what a great way to use this blog. The reason I like to blog is to document special days, moments, and milestones. Sometimes I feel as if I am the only one that even knows this blog is here, that doesn't bother me because I like knowing that it's here. I like to look back at this time last year, and see how different our lives look today. I especially like it as a way to document this precious time in my life.
I said all of that to say that I am starting a project. It is a photo a day project. I am going to post at least one photo from each day. I like the idea of being able to look back on an entire year and seeing what that days was like in our lives.
I have noticed also that since William was born my photography skills have improved. I would like to think it is because of how much he inspires me, and of course having a great subject helps too. But I think the real reason is because I am taking pictures ALL THE TIME! That is another reason for this project. I want to keep my "eye" for photos and creativity fresh. I also want to take a different look at the world around me.
Most people that do this call it Project365. I do need a name for it, but I am not set on using that one yet. I am thinking something like, Snapshots in Time....or Life Behind the Camera...Maternal Lens....I really don't know yet.
So here is the photo of the day. Day 1
My sweet dog Game. I actually think I yell at this dog more than anything. So moments like these when he is calm and best of all SLEEPING are priceless to me. He is usually in trouble for steeling food off the counter tops, barking for no reason, waking the baby when barking for no reason....I could go on and on. Despite all of the ways the he drives me crazy, like eating 3 breast pumps, an entire can of baby formula, countless baby bottles...and yes once he got into the diaper Gennie....oh there I go again...like I was saying DESPITE all of these things, he was my first. My first dog (besides my evil cat that is no longer with us) he really is my first baby. I love you Gamey-Boy.