When I am ready to rip my teen (17) head off, I pull out the old photos and make pages, I will cry and go crawl in his bed...he pats me and says, "Scrapping again mom" I punch him and say yes...and all is well again.
Oh, this is wonderful and I can totally relate to every single word you wrote! Time flies by and it is so bittersweet to see them grow, mature, and spread their wings. sigh. the lessons they continue to teach us are humbling, aren't they?! I love the yesterday/today approach you took. Wonderful page! Thanks for participating in the challenge!
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