i haven't scrapbooked in a hundred years. have had zero desire. i have totally been sewing my heart out, giving my blog lots of attention, and taking a million pictures. but i am a fickle friend of hobbies. one day you're in, the next out (auf'ed if you will). i woke up to today and sewing was so five minutes ago. i began the long task of editing and organizing the last three or so months of neglected pictures (may not seem like a lot, but it tis.) i don't keep even a quarter of them, and i'll scrapbook less than that, but i have to organize them and back them all up or i'll have no peace. i happened upon this picture and remembered how fun it is to memorialize the craziness that is my daughter and life. so here is challenge to me: i am not to blog again until i have pages to show for myself. pages and pages and pages.