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If you do this, put a couple of strips of tape over the opening of the page so the papers don't fall out and the kids can't pull them out!
I stopped by today and the first thing they had to do was pull the book out to show me and they told me all about it. I just had to take a picture of them, they are so proud of themselves!
P.S. Please excuse their messy appearance, they just finished a hard day of "school" and were looking a bit bedraggled!
By Lyonpridej from Tulsa, OK
Every year, since our kids were in Kindergarten, I have taken a photo of them in their cubbies. Looking back at them, they are so small those first few years.
This last year, with much protest, I forced our son to once again climb into his cubby. He is in 5th grade and over 5 foot tall, so he barely fits!
I absolutely love having these photos and have put them on notice that I will be taking them each year until they graduate, like it or not! Why not think of a fun image that you can capture each year as they grow up? :) It will be well worth the protest, I promise!
On top, I put laminated drawings from nursery school and elementary school. That is just the first tub. I know that when he opens this and sees all of these old toys -- for fun or for his own son -- he will thrilled. If I am here, I will be thrilled as well. If not, it is still fun to think about.
By Barbara W.
My earliest memories of my grandmother are connected to her busy with some kind of needlecraft. She was keen on sewing, quilting, and crocheting.
As she grew older, she wanted to leave an heirloom to each of her grandchildren. At that stage, guided by the ignorance of youth, I declined her offer.
Then, my grandmother became very ill. She gradually lost her eyesight, and eventually was unable to continue busying herself with the needlecraft she so much loved. Her life, once so meaningful, was reduced to her bed and her chair in her old-age home. The final straw was when she developed gangrene in her left foot. The operation to amputate part of her left leg was too severe an intervention for a woman of her age, and she died at the age of eighty-seven.
Shortly after her death, I came across the quilt that she made for my mother a few years before losing her eyesight. Suddenly it began to dawn upon me. When I looked at the quilt, I did not see a blanket. Instead, I saw a scrapbook made from material. It was as if, by looking at the quilt, I was paging through my family album. I remembered the times when we baked cookies with my mother, the times when my sisters and I played with our tea-set, the first "Superman"-movie I saw with my dad, my first day at school, the visits we had with our grandparents and many other special memories. Each memory was carefully interwoven into this quilt.
I begged my mom to give me the quilt, and luckily, she did. I now treasure this quilt, thinking of all the memories stitched into this quilt, each stitch done with love.
I just wish my grandmother could still be around. I would have loved to share the importance of the memories she captured in the quilt. She had the wisdom I once lacked, knowing that the quilt she made is something that will always touch both my past and my future(1). I also realize that this is what crafts are all about ~ capturing memories in the present that will have meaning in the future.
On the first day of school, make sure you take a photo of your child before they leave the house. On the last day of school, take a photo also so you can see how much they have progressed physically as well as educationally!
If you have things that are special to you because they were made by someone important to you, like knitted items or kids school projects, snap a photo of it and file it in a special album.
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This was our oldest daughter's first day of Kindergarten. She's been a "Daddy's Girl" from the moment she was born and this day was no different. She had Daddy's hand tight as we walked her into her first day of school.
By Tom-Sarah G.
My husband is always being funny. It was my daugther's birthday and he wanted to be Big Bird, take a look!
By Maria from Somerville, MA