One thing about being a photographer that most photographers share – we are never in the photos. The family joke around here is that when the kids are grown and looking back at all the old photos, they will comment, “Wow, you were a great Dad, always around and playing with us… where the heck was Mom?”
I comfort myself that my presence is implied by all the great photos I have of my family growing up. However, it is always nice to visit my Dad because he is a darn good photographer in his own right (must be where I get it) and likes to grab my camera from me and take pictures. Here is one from him that I found on my camera when I uploaded a shoot recently. So sweet. Thanks Dad!