There was a time when I might have been called a scrapbooker. After Calvin was born I scrapped every moment of every day for his first couple of years. And then nap time slowly disappeared, and more and more time was spent on games and reading and puzzling and discovering, and there was no time for scrapbooking, and no time to miss it, either.
I still dabble every once in a while—I love the colors and textures, and the printed pictures—and the trip to Florida seemed like a great subject for a book, so Calvin and I have been working on a pair of books ever since our return. And although it takes longer when we do it together, the final product is twice as rewarding and the process twice as fun.
So the Disney books aren't quite done yet, but Calvin, very intrigued with the process, began a collection of scrapbooks for Winnie the Pooh and his friends at the beginning of the week. He disappeared into his office and emerged an hour later with a finished book for Pooh, and each day he made another book for another character.
Construction paper, crayons, scissors and glue. We've often done art projects together, or he's done projects on his own at my suggestion, and he's certainly disappeared and drawn pictures of his own accord, but the creation a full scale project on his own was fun. He even knew exactly how he wanted to bind them, all I had to do was help tie the strings. I didn't snap shots of all the pages—there are about 80 of them—but just a few of my very favorites.
We're linked up to OLM's Saturday's Artist.