6000 photos in 6 months. Or 1000 photos a month. That’s how many I took the first months of M’s life. The last year, I’d be surprised if I’ve taken 1000 total. I feel slightly guilty T that you were short-changed on the photo front, feel I should have been there with the shutter for every half-roll of yours too, but then I hope you’ll cut me some slack because the photos I did take show just how hectic life was! Now though, when life’s not quite as hectic and when between you both such photo-worthy moments occur there’s little excuse for me not to snap them into focus except I’m too absorbed *in* your moments that by the time I remember to dig out my phone, the moment has passed and what’s left is a photo haze that needs my memories to de-blur it. Looking back at photos though, that’s where I’m good as ever. The last year was exciting and daunting and beautiful and raw and non-stop and yes there may not be 6000, but I’m so glad I captured some of its’ moments.