It's that time of year again where I am looking forward to the summer holidays. My boys are growing quicker than ever and I know that time is limited before I am deemed uncool or an embarrassment. I therefore want to make the most of every minute.

Now what does this mean?

Well it means a certain amount of TV in our PJ's, playing down the park and inevitable making a mess and making popcorn/playing sweet shops.

It doesn't mean I need to post every waking moment of our days on Facebook. Infact sometimes it's OK to not even take photos. I am sure any bloggers reading this are recoiling in horror. No photos? But that's what we do. And it's great to record some magical moments. But sometimes, I find it a bit too much.

Facebook, in my mind, is one of the most unsocial platforms of social media. People can spy on others without even giving a thumbs up. People post pictures of their "fantastic" days out. It can becoming a bragging station at the best of times but especially in the school holidays. I am as guilty as the next person for posting our happy family photos. It is only us that know it resulted in sweet bribery or a massive argument. God forbid anyone writes a slightly negative status as then you are branded as a bit crazy. Anyway I have digressed slightly. Yesterday I realised that sometimes it is more fun to enjoy the moment than just take photos of them and post them on social media.

I went to the boy's family event at their youth club. The thought of it filled me with dread. A room full of hot and sweaty kids running around bouncing on castles, high on penny sweets. Not exactly top of my things to do before I am 40 list. But the boys were excited. They wanted me there and little man got to go if I did. I won't lie, I could have cried handing over the crisp £20. But it was probably the best I have spent in a long time. My phone was tucked away in my bag as I had to bounce too. I felt very uneasy about that. My instinct is to take photos when they are having fun. But you know what. I have the pictures in my mind. I battled big man gladiator style. I fell over a lot with middle man on the wrecking ball. I climbed a rope ladder that hurt my feet with little man. They were happy and so was I. I managed a whole 2 hrs without my phone and not one single photo. I know that my boys will remember it in years to come even if there isn't a photo to look back on. Except the ones in our memories.

Do you find that you spend too much time taking photos rather than enjoying the moment?