The Scrapbook...

Ok, so I bought a scrapbook for Mackenzie when she was about 2 weeks old, determined to put it together and keep it updated with all of the wonderful pictures I would have of her. I was going to be better at this than my mom had been, who put all of our pictures in boxes that we would pull out and look at from time to time. We'd get that warm and fussy feeling, and then put them back in the box in the closet. Never used photo albums and rarely hung photos up (mostly because we lived in a camper, military housing or rental property a majority of my childhood).

So, I bought everything that goes with this scrapbooking hobby; stickers, paper, scissors, double sided tape, the works! The only problem... I do not have creative bone in my body.
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Mackenzie will be 6 months old on Oct the 4th, in 4 days, and I have not touched that scrapbook. Well I've touched it, but it was usually to push it out of the way, move it to another location or to put it in the box where all of her pictures are. (Oh mom, you've rubbed off on me.. :) )
So I decided tonight, that I was going to do this, before I forgot when and where these pictures were taken (if I hadn't already). After about 3 hours of blood, sweat and tears, I pause triumphantly... 4 pages are done, 15 pictures in the scrapbook!

I'm thinking about decorating the box in the closet...