I sat down, plugged my phone in to download photos (I really didn't want to take my fancy schmancy camera onto the beach) - and there was nothing. I checked again...and again - and then I realised why a certain three-year-old had been unusally quiet in the backseat of the car.
Yep - you guessed it. Most photos are gone. Most apps deleted and even a few contacts.
I cried. I cursed. I wasted my monthly internet usage downloading programs that would apparently find my deleted photos....but then wouldn't work. I cried some more. Photos are a huge thing to me - but hey, I have also got the memories - and a few little beauties that I thankfully uploaded to FB during our stay.
I was acting like I just lost every single photo I ever had. I was cranky. I was snappy. I was a plain old bitch.....and then I looked at my babies - happy, smiling, healthy and....mine....and I simply told myself to get over it - so I did.
Life is sweet....and not worth focusing on the small trivial things. The most important thing is that I have the photographs in my memory....forever and ever.
So here is a little snippet (thanks to FB) of our mini-holiday....
|Be still my beating heart!|
|A very overtired and cranky William on Sunday!!|
|The view from my bed at 5am in the morning....when both Will & Macie decide to come in for |
Now to convince Heath that we need to do it more OFTEN!!!