Oh, hi. Originally that die-cut said ‘hello’. I had to explain that I pretty much never say hello. I say ‘oh, hi’, and if extra excited, ‘oh haiiiiii’, but that wouldn’t translate to so well to a die-cut. And thus, dry embossed hearts on pink squares that say ‘oh, hi’ and make me very happy.
I also have finally been able to finish the editing on a new scrapbooking video, and that makes me happy too.
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Although I’ve really enjoyed scrapping with just my own products, my true style for many years has been to mix and match brands and collections to get a look I love, so throwing this all together was a whole new kind of scrapping adventure.
Supplies for this page include text background paper, heart patterned paper, map patterned paper, die cut pack, colour rub-ons, gold rub-ons, elephant card, cloud card, hello card, sweetness card, true story card, gold sequins, journaling pen, and turquoise mist.
I hate to repeat what I said in the video, but I will anyway. Because I love this photo and I love it a little bit more for having totally missed it for quite some time. I don’t remember it being taken (apparently this was while I having vitals checked or something), though I do remember the midwife giving The Boy instructions for dressing Wonder Boy and then getting a bit short with him when he didn’t know the difference between a vest and a sleep suit, and then shorter still when he told her I didn’t bring sleeveless vests, but Wonder Boy did eventually end up clothed. He was wearing a panda outfit that was the very first gift he ever received, such an early gift that I was quite terrified by it and I buried it at the bottom of a drawer for many months because otherwise I would have spent those months looking at it and clutching it and being ridiculously emotional. Instead I get to be ridiculously emotional now, seeing it on him at the hospital, seeing it in the photo, and seeing it now in the box of teeny-tiny outgrown clothes. I need to write all that on another page, but on this one I wanted to document just a bit of my feeling that although the process of his arrival was many miles from what I imagined in my head, it didn’t matter for a moment. …and to think it was just tiny panda-printed clothes that made me ridiculously emotional.
Thanks for watching.11 September 2014