Parents... Stay in the Picture

A couple of years ago, I read an article about how moms should stay in the pictures we take of our kids. My gray hairs have multiplied, but I try to stick to this -- I remember fondly looking through old pictures of me as a kid - and loved seeing what my parents looked like back then, too.

So I have a new plea for parents when you send out annual holiday cards. For those like me - intensely private on social media, rarely sharing photos of people online - it's often the only way I get to see what old friends are up to, what they look like, and how much their kids look like them or their spouse. But more and more often, holiday cards feature only the kids, maybe along with pets.

I remember the moment this happened when my parents received Christmas cards from their friends. I was about 7 or 8 and all of a sudden, I only saw my buddies in the holiday cards strung across our living room. Now that we're grown, we want to share photos of our kids in similar ways.

Living away from many, many, many of my friends (and even stateside, I wouldn't be near all of them...), I miss seeing their faces in this annual tradition.

So on behalf of your friends who haven't seen you in a while: don't leave yourself out of the holiday photo card!

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