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Author: aaron
• Tuesday, January 25th, 2011
They’re born from the same DNA, raised in the same house by the same parents. Yet, they’re undeniably unique in their own little ways.

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Author: aaron
• Sunday, December 19th, 2010
Continuing our grand tradition of shopping mall Santa photos. Here’s the 2010 installment. I’m thinking of submitting these to www.creepysantaphotos.com. Seriously.

And 2009.

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Author: aaron
• Friday, July 23rd, 2010
Man, those must have been the days. Hauling all of your kids out in public, neatly dressed, hair (mostly) combed and needing them all to look the same direction at the same time. Now that I have my own children and have tried anything and everything to get them to look at the DAMN CAMERA I have more of an appreciation for those Sears Portrait Studio photographers. Check out this picture of me, Jason & Sean from what I’m guessing must have been 1979.

Even better is this one (circa 1976). When Jason and I roomed together in college we had a copy of this on our door. How many chins can you count there?

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Author: aaron
• Thursday, July 15th, 2010

I feel like I’m constantly beating myself up about how often (or not often I should say) I post. Whenever I sit down to start writing something I can almost hear myself thinking, “this isn’t really that interesting” or “this picture isn’t even very good” or “is this really worth writing about”?

The truth is, sometimes it’s not.

But then I remember that it’s not really about impressing someone (I don’t even know who) with my amazing writing or incredible photography. There’s plenty of both out there online, and I read & see a lot of it. What it’s really about is having the stories & photos to look back on a month, a year, even a decade from now.

I have an audio recording of me and my brother Jason talking when we were 5 & 2. There may be more, but this is the only one I have. Every time I hear that stuffy-nosed little voice of mine, or Jason’s chirpy A-B-Cs it makes me smile. It’s certainly no work of art, but to me it’s precious… and it’ll be even more precious over time as I can share it with my kids and tell them that little toddler voice they’re hearing is me.

Documenting this stage of our family’s life may seem trivial right now, but it’s a long term investment.

Remember that, self.

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