...tradition!

Pictures of us taken from a photobooth at the State Fair last week.

Matthew and I have a tradition- well several actually, but this one is a favorite. If you received a wedding invitation, you witnessed the beginning of that tradition.... and now it is has become an addiction of sorts. We love photobooths! Sometimes before we jump in, we figure out a story to play (not really on this strip though- I'll share some of those another day).

What I find really interesting, though, while waiting for the strip of pictures to come out, is looking at all of the examples posted on the side of the booth. If you've ever watched the french-subtitled movie 'Amelie' you'll know what I'm referring to. The story that lies behind each discarded strip.

Sometimes there is a lone child sitting there, smiling nicely in the first, contorting their face in the rest. Was it that their parents forgot to take them for professional pictures that year and thought, "Hey, this place only charges $3!". News to parents: it doesn't matter if you spend $3 or $30, the kid will always make weird faces when noone is watching.

What about the guy sitting there with that odd look on his face. Does he pay the $3 only to leave the pictures behind, so the world will not forget him? Maybe he imagines the love of his life is sitting there next to him. He looks sad.

The pair of friends making goofy faces- those are not often left behind. The pictures are a memory- split so each friend has something to remember the other by.

Ours will never have to be split into pairs... and that makes me happy.