It's all just a little bit 'o history repeating...

Here is how yesterday began. My first grader rolled out of bed 45 minutes before the bus and announced that he needed "...6 or 7 photos of me from birth till now for a timeline..."

$&%^#%!@!!!!!!

Okay, my fault, I did see the notice days before, I chose to put it on the back burner and it came back to bite me in the ass. So I flew down to the playroom and hauled out all the shoeboxes of photos crammed under the desk, sifting frantically for photos of my youngest child starting with his birth and ending with the current year.

Now picture the thought bubbles floating over my head as I scanned through packs and packs of photos: "Is this him, is THIS HIM? No, that's the 4th grader, dammit, where is that picture of him at Kindergarten, why are all these pictures of my first child and WHERE ARE ALL THE ONES OF THE SECOND??????"

Now growing up, I was a middle child, with two sisters. I was convinced that I was adopted because there were ten thousand baby pictures of my older sister, and only one of me (and I'm still not convinced that IS me!) The idea that I could be adopted was laughable since I was a carbon copy of my own mother. Still, I was sure that the reason there were no pictures of me until age 2 was because I wasn't a biological part of the family.

After the birth of my first son, my husband and I took millions of photos and hours of video, even editing an incredible First Birthday video montage complete with music (hey, it pays to be married to a video editor!) We SWORE if we had another child we would lavish the same amount of film and screen time on him.

HA!

Now in my defense, I will say that the digital age of photography has exploded since the birth of my second child. I do have TONS of pictures of him (he actually is quite photogenic, always willing to cram a hot dog in his mouth or peep out of a garbage can for a great photo op!) but all the pictures exist on my computer!

Remember the post where I wondered about all the things I might actually not have time to complete? I think it's time to bump scrapbooking up to the top of the list.

The bright side to all this? I complained to Fitfreak that all my pictures are stuffed into boxes and she asked "Do you want me to come over and organize all your photos??? I LOVE doing that!"

Where would we be without friends?