I didn’t post our Halloween pictures to Facebook, like so many of my friends.
As I scrolled through my newsfeed last night and this morning, I smiled as I saw all the princesses, monsters, and adorable family-themed costumes. And I felt a twinge of guilt.
I wish I had posted pictures so people could see that the Meng’s had a great Halloween too! (And so I could enjoy the “so cute!” comments and “likes” for my adorable boys).
The things is, I couldn’t post pictures because…I didn’t take any. I know, #momfail.
The thing is, my camera had dead batteries
And I forgot to charge the batteries
and my phone takes crappy pictures
And…[insert excuse here]
That twinge of guilt led to so many mental excuses for why I didn’t fulfill my “mom duty” and record Micah and Benji’s 7 year old and Silas 2 year old Halloween.
But…even though I had a #momfail, we had a GREAT NIGHT!
My best friend, Candace, came in from DC just to go trick-or-treating with the boys. What a surprise! We were able to continue our tradition of taking the boys together around our neighborhood.
|The boys’ birthday in early October They’ve enjoyed playing in the costumes for the last month.|
Micah and Benji had a great time in their Ninja Turtle and Batman costumes and got lots of compliments from our neighbors (and lots of candy too!).
Silas, however, in typical two year old fashion, refused to wear the costume he was so excited about weeks ago.
|Last night: “BAWWWW! I hate this! Take it off! Take it off.” So…I did.|
I wish I could have taken pictures of the boys with their Aunt Candace, the costumes, Silas chillin’ in the stroller, and the “stash” of candy. Or even how we went out to eat at Friday’s afterwards and had good food and great conversation.
I could have filled a whole blog post or facebook album full of pictures. But the batteries were dead.
I couldn’t take pictures and post them to facebook, something I love to do.
But I realized, it was okay. We still had a great night. We made memories, despite the lack of pictures.
I realized that taking pictures doesn’t validate an experience or make it more special. It was special because it happened, not because I took pictures or posted to social-media.
It was special because we enjoyed each others’ company. In Micah’s words, “Mom, that was the best night ever!”
|No pics last night but these were the smiles they had on their faces.|
I realized that a picture isn’t always worth 1000 words: sometimes the memory of the night
is enough to make it special.