The last time I did my family gallery wall, I was still pregnant with Katie, who's now six. My children are suspended in time, and anyone visiting my house would think they're 8, 5, and a newborn. Regular Suburban Zen readers know that's not the case.
One reason I haven't updated the wall is that I love looking at the old pictures of each of the Furber kids -- I remember precisely when and where each one was taken, and what else happened that day:
- The picture my friend Erin took at her house in Olympia -- Jack was wearing Andie's pants because he'd taken a dip in the bay in his own and needed a change.
- The Christmas card picture from the year Katie was born. Andie edited the film and picked the picture because her hair looked the best in that one.
- The picture of Jack on his first day of Kindergarten -- he asked me right before school "Mom, what's the best way to meet friends?"
- The picture of JP and I on our honeymoon kissing in the front of a catamaran.
Every time I think I'm going to update those pictures, I can't decide which I can bear to take down. I've decided instead that I'll just add to the wall until it's completely full. Now I can add the new pictures I've been meaning to add, like this one:
without retiring any of my favorites.
And Dad, remember the shot of us with the Elvis statue at the House of Blues? That's going on the wall too.
