The weekend with no pictures...

So the long weekend was good to me and the family.  Nothing completely eventful, just a lot of stuff keeping us busy with friends and family and it was fabulous.   The thing is, I didn't pull out the camera once.  I took like two pics with my phone, that's it.  Not that there weren't plenty of photo opps, I just didn't take advantage of them.  I kind of just soaked it in while it was happening instead of running away from the moment at hand and yelling "Hold that pose!  Nobody move!"  It was very unlike me. 

That begs me to ask the question - which is better?  Taking the time to capture pictures to help remember the moment or put that effort towards being in the moment, where you might end up forgetting the specifics without a documented picture?  It's especially a question I've been asking myself as William grows. 

There was a visit with an old friend and his bride-to-be, there was a visit to my brother-in-law's new house, there was time spent at the pool, there was a cook out, there was magical ice cream, there was a 4th of July parade, there was playing.  All combined to make a fabulous weekend that I hope I will remember...

One of two phone pics for the weekend - one of my favorite parts.  Swimming wore out lil' man and he was out before I was able to spend much time in the pool with the rest of the family.  I was happy reading my book and watching him sleep in the shade....