Every year, since the very first year, I take a photo of my son around his birthday using black and white film. Even now, completly addicted to my digital camera, I fall back to print photography for the black and whites. I'm not quite sure why. Habit? Sense of control? No idea. I just do.
We take an entire roll of film. 24 pictures in shades of grey intended to capture the full essence of a boy through the years. We select a single 'winning' photo after great deliberation and that one joins the ones before it framed in our hallway - his age and the date marked below it. My daughter's photos hang on the wall across from my son's. It's a family tradition now.
The photos tend to be taken on our property - near the garden, next to a flower bed, up a tree. This year, however, I took my son to a grove of trees on the river bank. As a teenager, this was the spot my friends and I would hang out in. We'd carve intials of High School sweethearts one particular tree. Mine are still there in a heart - SR (me) + RS (the ex-idiot). This was not something I showed my now four year old. Perhaps someday when he's ready to carve his own initials into that poor tree.
I haven't selected a photo from this year's batch yet. I just can't seem to pick it. I waver. This year we've moving into a new frame. I'm not bound by orientation as I've been the last two years. Perhaps this is the problem because I can't narrow it down to just one. Anyone want to vote?
Here are my favorites currently in the running:
For an idea of what's already in our hallway, here is last years:
Three year portrait
And then Meg's first two photos: Baby Girl
Happy 1st Birthday girl (you'll have to scroll past the pig-tail display.)