Well today is my youngest sons 10th birthday. Double digits--make me sad. It only puts him closer to the teenage years. He is the youngest that means my days of having "children" are becoming no more. Soon I will be a mom of young men. UGH!
I think this has been secretly bothering me for a couple of weeks becuz without hesitation I have been scrappin his baby pictures (which BTW are looon overdue for scrappin) with such ease. Since I started scrappin late in their childhood I have this thing about saving these photos for the just the right paper or just the right challenge only becuz there arent as many to scrap as I would like. See I was a digi camera rebel for waaay too long. The first ones were soo horrible and the camera I had was one awesome 35mm that I had for years and it took such good pictures, until the day it gave up. Of course that day came at one of our low points economically wise so I had to make do with some disposables (worst pics EVA).
Anyways I saw a challenge for lots of handwritten journaling with a sketch of I knew when I saw it - it was perfect for the only picture I have of me and him when he was a baby. Oh gosh the amt of emotions I had swirling thru my brain during pregnancy--it was soo good to get them down on paper after all these years. I wanted it to come out just right and even now that I have finally done the page I am still not sure it sounds like I meant it. But it is done and boy did it feel good to get it done.
So if you have something like this on your mind-trust me this challenge is just for you. Hop on over to Once upon a sketch blogspot and get 'er done!
Here's my take