My older boy is out of the country for Christmas (again! Insert pouty face here!) When I asked him what he wanted for Christmas he said something thoughtful and personal. Crap. He couldn’t ask for money like everyone else’s kid? I finally decided to pretend that he is going to miss us on Christmas day as much as we will miss him and therefore would like a scrap book of family memories with a heavy dose of Christmas past in there. (I can tell you because he’d never read my blog…to him, mom is a costume NERD!)
Probably needed a garbage and recycling box next to me. Hind sight is 20/20.
There is a couple of pages from the book at the bottom of the photo. Was I ever really that young and thin? And to think I felt old and fat. Perspective, truly, is everything!
I’m pleased with how it turned out. I hope he will like it.