Who We are

I can't quite remember why we started hauling out photo albums but much of the evening was spent dusting off big old leather photo albums that live right next to my bed in an old marble top chest which was probably used in the 1800's to store a slop jar. When we couldn't find the picture we wanted -- no clue at this moment about what that might have been -- we brought out the step stool and started bringing albums down from the higher storage areas. We have plenty of these jammed with photographs of me from infancy through adulthood, then with Kate's infancy and our expanding and continuing family life. But it was so interesting to watch kate leaf through these visual records of her life and exclaim every couple of minutes about how cute she was or how little she was.....She was totally disinterested in anybody other than herself. But isn't that the way we all are when we see pictures of ourselves? Everybody else in the picture may look great but if we think we look fat or we're having a bad hair day, then we pronounce the picture a clear failure.