After seeing all the work it entailed, I decided a while ago that I probably wouldn't do scrapbooking. Ever. I'm too self-critical and changeable, and I thought I'd always be making a page and then hating it and ripping it out. I told myself it was cheesy.
But when I started flipping through our family scrapbooks the other day, looking for a picture to draw for illustration class, I ended up sitting on the floor for like an hour and a half.
Actually, scrapbooks are great.
Mom? I'm about to say your favorite words:
You were right and I was wrong.