I’ve been learning a lot about our family through this genealogy project that we’ve undertaken. The most personally relevent so far: my grandmother was a photographer. She took the requisite billion-and-one shots of her kids, but she photographed other stuff too, and a lot of it is really amazing. I can’t wait to get a scanner and start sharing her work. She died sometime around 1969, when my mom was 11, and it’s interesting to find this kind of a connection with someone I’ve never met. It makes me want to learn a lot more about her.

We’ve started a project to organize and digitally archive all of our old family photos. Mom began this week by removing most of the pictures from their old, crumbling albums and into bins where they can stay until they can be scanned.

And, based on what’s been found so far, I think it’s pretty fair to say…

We’ve got serious cuteness in the family tree.