I have spent so much time the last three months learning Photoshop Elements, and now Photoshop, that I have neglected my traditional scrapbooking a bit. I really want Jack's book to start coming together so I pulled out some traditional supplies + played in Photoshop to create a hybrid page:
The photo of me at the top isn't great, but I had just had Jack a couple of hours before, so I had an excuse, right? This page is 6x12. [Supplies: Page protector: American Crafts. Pattern Paper: Chatterbox. Cardstock: Bazzill. Digital Elements: Ali Edwards & Karla Dudley. Acetate Heart: Heidi Swapp. Border Punch: EK Success. Other: Staple.]
A couple of close-ups:
Evan starts pre-school tomorrow & in preparation of his big day, we headed to his school today to play on the equipment and run off some energy. He was a little bundle of energy (and naughty-ness!) this afternoon, so this trip was good for him:
I have a ton of photos from this trip, over 200, but I don't have time to sort through them tonight. Evan learned how to
swing on his own, which he just loved :-)
The past several weeks I have been searching for some photos that I thought were lost on my hard drive. They were
taken when Jack was just a couple of days old, and I was getting very upset at the thought that they were gone forever.
Tonight, I found them! Somehow they were moved to my external hard drive and were in really weird digital download
folders. I cannot tell you how relieved I am to have them back. I take thousands and thousands of photos, but these are
particularly special because of how little Jack was. Those first few days and weeks go by so fast, and those photos show
growth & special relationships & just how tired I was! A couple of those photos I look just exhausted... completely
overjoyed, but exhausted. I want to remember those moments. I am so happy to have my photos back! Thank you,
hubby, for putting up with me tonight & for taking care of my frustrations. I love you!
Tomorrow is the big day & I am really anxious/nervous/excited/scared to death to be dropping Evan off... and leaving
him... for three whole hours. Wish us luck.