This afternoon, for the first time ever. Both my 5 year old AND my 2 year old joined me for an outride........
It was so awesome, Kirsty rode "her" little 78cm pony Shorty, while Linda lead her/them. Nicole rode her pony Tonto and I rode my trusty Silhoeet. I must have been the happiest mom on the planet for those 45 minutes. I have these awesome images etched in my mind
two virtually identical piebald ponies
two little girls in pink jods and pink t shirts
two little black riding hats protecting little heads with the happiest smiling faces
Kirsty giggling with absolute pleasure every time her and Shorty trot
Nicole wanting me to ride with her, next to her, again and some more
I posted this photo on my facebook page and received a whole heap of comments about the fact that I was finally in a photo.
This is true and it's a problem.
While I'm so focused on capturing my children's lives in photo's as memories for them, I'm not including myself in these memories. I'm sure they're going to want to see where I fitted into their lives as well, see that I was part of their experiences and not only the observer....
I spent a day with Nicole at her school earlier this year and while I did a whole heap of things with her during the day, I also spent a large part of that time taking photo's of her, her friends and of other parents playing with their children.
Now that I think about it, would she not have preferred me playing with her, rather than photographing her......