Why do we record so much of our lives?

Does it preserve living well or does it distract us from it entirely?

I’ll never forget when my eldest nephew learned to talk. 

Endlessly inquisitive and attentive like his mother – my elder sister – he had an insatiable curiosity and voracious appetite for learning.  He especially loved learning about the natural world and could listen for actual hours to anyone who discussed it. 

When my nephew first learned to talk, our …