This week I have been taking a lot of pictures but have not really had time to deal with them. When this happens, it kind of feels like laundry to me, it keeps building and building but it is too time consuming to take care of properly. The pictures that I have to deal with in my camera, on computer and in Lightroom from just this week alone rivals this pile of laundry. I have pictures from my mother-in-law's house on Sunday including a picture of all the grandkids, one with Nonni and Papa and one without.
I have pictures from my son's scrimmage on Monday.
Of course, I have pictures of the fantastically photogenic Jordan from Tuesday.
And I have pictures from yesterday's trek up to the top of Great Blue Hill. Including one under a tunnel that they all climbed down and posed under it, I didn't even have to ask them to.
When I was taking the picture on the left, my son was yelling at my daughter's friend to not look so happy since they were pretending to be in jail. If I were her, I would just ignore him since he is the one in the picture on the right that looks deranged. Oh wait, he's a 12 year old boy, he is deranged!
And since this weekend is Labor Day weekend and we have 2 cookouts and my son's first game of the season, I had better spend some serious time on these or I will really get buried under the pile. I think I will leave the camera home today and tomorrow though.