I took a trip down memory lane yesterday. it all started with taking this photo last week on Holy Saturday. Here is my youngest riding a tricycle with a long history in the family. This was is the second tricycle we owned, but all four children rode it. I got to thinking about all the stories it could tell. Right now the tricycle is in fear as the current driver (child #4) threatens to run down the driveway into the street...just because she is a cute red headed dare devil.

Just a few years ago the child #3 furiously tried keeping up with big brother's two wheeler. This little guy does not like loosing, and it took a lot of learning to understand one day he would have his own two wheeler. (Oh did I mention tears as well when the fatigue set in?) Until he got his own big bike, he made use of the bucket for hauling everything! He showed people he was Virginia tough.

A few years earlier we had the original owner get his new bike...and found he only had eyes for his sister's bike! That is exactly what you see here. The little guy is not looking for ways to pedal...no he was watching for a hijack opportunity of his sister's older tricycle. He never rode it after this!

What happens when you get hijacked and the thief leaves his car with keys?

Well this was the first time my big girl took over driving the tricycle...it was just minutes after the photo above. See her brother came over, traded, and never came back. A few weeks later I finally gave up trying to get my son on this one. I reset it for her to ride for about a year when she got her first two wheeler. Then it got handed on to the rest of the family.

Well...the moral of this post is to remind you to capture memories with what ever you have. These photos come from a 2 Megapixel point and shoot camera circa 2001, a 10 Megapixel 2009 Pentax DSLR, and a 2014 Fuji with a cool X-Trans sensor! Do you really care? No! What matters are the memories and emotion attached to the photo. If the photo tells a story you'll want to relieve, it will stay in your collection forever.

So when child #5 rides this little bike, I will be ready camera in hand to record another story and chapter of my family life. It will be something I want to remember many years from now.

What stories will you treasure? What photos will you hold on to? In the end it is all that will matter.

-ehw