You know what I realize about myself pretty much every few weeks? I am a bad picture person. I actually tend to look ok in pictures (I have a good fake smile, Andy and I are working on his), so it's not that I'm bad in them. I'm just bad at every other aspect of the picture taking process. I don't take them. It takes a serious amount of effort and thought for me to pull out my camera and take a picture. The only time I have ever been good about taking pictures was for my semester in Austria. Somehow walking for hours in strange, beautiful places gave me the kick I needed. But back here in the US I suck at it. Plus even when I do manage to hunker down and take a few they just sit on my camera forever. When I finally download them to the computer I stick them in a file and forget about them.
Over thanksgiving lots of people were taking pictures and I'm sure it will be great to see them and bring back all of our thanksgiving memories. I had a camera in my purse the entire trip, and I did not take one picture! But at the time good memories are being made I feel like I ruin them for myself if I whip out a camera. I like to just appreciate it. Selfish I know.
Hopefully, having a baby will jump start me into picture taking mode since those baby years are ones I do not want to forget. If anything I'm sure Andy will be good at it.
All of this makes me doubly glad that we are hiring a photographer for the wedding, since I don't know if I would actually demand anyone take pictures for fear of robbing them of their moments. But if we're paying someone than that is there job, and I don't have to worry about it!