Lately I’ve been looking through old photo albums – you know the kind with the photos stuck to those “sticky” pages. There are so many photos of my children; not as many photos of me with my children; and hardly any with my children and their grandma. After discovering the sadly vacant grandma in the photos, it got me thinking about my own #photomortality as a grandma. Why wasn’t grandma in more photos? She was there for almost every major event but still – she’s not in many photos.
I think there might be a few reasons for this:
- She was probably the one TAKING the photos
- She was likely in the kitchen PREPARING the food for the family EVENT
- Her children (me) may have neglected to INVITE her into the photo
- Her children were so busy taking care of their children that they were lucky to get a photo of the children, let alone GRANDMA too.
I know these things because I can relate to ALL of them. Granted, I do actually get into quite a few photos with my littles, mostly thanks to my MAD SKILZ with the selfie feature. It’s just me trying to #GETINTHEPHOTO. (Actually, check out this big campaign Chatbooks had a while back for moms to #getinthephoto. )
“Grandmas in the kitchen” – yes – another thing grandmas do. They don’t have as much responsibility for the littles and their grown up children want some of moms home cooking. So as the littles and their parents (and grandpa, of course) are having a great time, grandma’s in the kitchen.
I am guilty of “not inviting grandma into the photo”. GAH – I hate admitting this. It’s not like I purposely did NOT invite her, I just didn’t think about it. As a mom trying to gather her chicks into family photos, I tended to forget that maybe grandma might like a photo with her grandchicks too. So many regrets about this.
Grandmas, we need to do something about this. It’s time to take matters into our own hands and #getinthephoto. Get out of that kitchen, give the camera to your grown-up child, and get in that photo with your littles. They’ll thank you later.
I am now on the hunt for a single photo of me with my grandmas – either of them. I can’t think of one ever being taken. I so wish I had such a treasure.