This weekend after my son’s bath he found a pair of my husband’s boots and put them on. He is running around the living room in his underwear and hip boots. I grab the camera and snap a couple of pictures. Later in the week my husband asked if I had downloaded the pictures yet. Of course I hadn’t. So I am doing it now. 774 pictures on my camera! Holy Cow! That is since last March. Plus, I got another camera for Christmas. I didn’t like dragging the big camera to the zoo, park, etc. so I got a smaller, cheaper one for keeping in my purse. Let’s see another 186 on that one.
Digital cameras are great. You don’t have to worry about wasting film. But I have no idea when I got any printed last. There are some that are printed in a photo box. But then there have been many printed since then that are in various places throughout the house. I pride myself on trying to be an organized person but in this area I feel woefully short.
Granted the pictures are downloaded to my computer at work (I know, very wrong but it is where I spend most of my waking hours) and my computer at home and backed up on a jump drive. And they are organized into folders for each event. But I still feel very behind. I started making him a scrapbook when he was little but when he started crawling and getting into what I was working on, I had to put that aside. Granted I am throwing all scrapbook worthy items in a big drawer to hopefully pick up again – one day.
My dear husband told me the other night that he was so glad I was organized. I thanked him but in my mind I thought – you have got to be kidding me. I feel guilty by not immediately capturing and organizing my son’s memories. I keep telling myself I am going to organize a neighborhood scrapbook group to make myself keep up catch up. But hmmmm.....haven't done that either. There always seems to be something else going on.
Does anyone have any suggestions on how to organize these memories?
This past Friday afternoon I took off work and my son and I met some of my college roommates for lunch and a playdate in the park. They both have kids very close to my son’s age, 3. We had been trying to arrange this date with the kids forever. It seemed like we could never find a date that worked for everyone. When we got to the park it was hot. Well not as hot as it can be in Alabama but hotter than I am used to yet. So we found a nice pavilion where the kids played with bubbles.
Out of the blue my son looks up at the roof of the pavilion and says, “Look Mommy, it is a hexagon.” My friends looked at me and said “Did he just say hexagon?” Yep. I was so proud. Yes I may be a bit biased on my son’s brightness so it was so great for him to say it out loud in front of my friends.
OK, don't hate me. I just had to brag a little bit.
I have been MIA lately. Fortunately things have turned at work and I have meaningful work to do now thanks to my ex-sister-in-law. And no, I don’t mean that sarcastically. We both had the misfortune of being married to brothers, which we have both divorced now. So we have that common bond and working together never has been an issue at all.
I was catching up on some of my favorite blogs today and skipping over to some favorite blogs of the bloggers I follow. I found this post that really hit home with me. TOY OVERLOAD! I have often joked about my house looking as though Toys-R-Us exploded. At some point after Christmas as I was trying to get all of the toys from the living room to my son’s room it dawned on me that he didn’t play with the toys he had, is he going to play with the new toys? Sure he liked the train set for a couple of weeks. Now it is in a box in his closet. There is a toy chest in his room. It hasn’t been opened in a month. He does play with a simple Thomas the Train and three cars that attach. And he has been inseparable from a dragon from his Happy Meal on Sunday. But what does he play with? A rock, magnets on the refrigerator, a string, the sofa cushions. Mostly he uses his imagination. And that is what I need to encourage. So I am vowing to (A) not pick up that toy at Target just because I think he will like it (which he would for maybe a day) and (B) when I buy a toy try to get things that will encourage imagination. Puzzles, books, simple toys.
Here is a link that I was referring to:
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