Repurposing photos

Every year we go out to eat for Mother's Day. Every year I take photos at the restaurant, but I'm tired of scrapping them. How many pages of "Here's what we did for Mother's Day" can I make, especially when we do the same thing every year? So last year I dutifully filed the photos that I took, not sure what to do with them.

Recently, an idea popped into my head: why not use them to scrap my boys' widening food enjoyment?

Mind you, the boys will not eat everything. They are still picky. But after watching the chop sticks lesson on Kung Fu Panda, they decided that they liked Chinese food, so I now get to go to Chinese restaurants with the family, not just with my husband on date nights. And so this page was born.

Even though it's not a girl line, I used Fancy Pants Designs Swagger line for this, plus a bit of yellow paper from Park Bench. The colors looked better with the restaurant and the boys' outfits. Here's the details:

The die cut banner had phrases that fit the idea of trying new food, so I used it. I sewed one end down and then raised some of the banner bottoms on dimensional stickers. (NOTE: the phrase banner was much larger, but I trimmed it to fit on the page.)

Some of the stickers had phrases that fit too, so I used my embossing buddy to de-sticker them and added them with dimensional stickers as well.

I've been getting a lot of use out of my Cameo lately, mostly for titles. I like how the Fancy Pants Designs papers often have a distressed solid color, so it's easy to cut a title with a coordinating color without searching through my cardstock. I also like cutting it twice and overlapping two different colors for a different effect. Plus outlining is good.

Thanks for sharing my page! I've been busy with other projects that I won't be able to share until the end of next month, but I'll try to post some other pages I did recently before I collect final papers from my students this week. That will keep me busy for weeks!

Write Click Scrapbook May sneak!

This has been a busy month. My husband traveled to Idaho to help his dad prepare to move to assisted living, and I've been a single mom for the past three weeks. That alone is stressful, but add on top of that snow on top of snow, including the snow day we got yesterday (It's April, Mother Nature! April!), and I am beat. Whoosh.

I've managed to sneak some scrapping in a bit every day after the boys go to bed--it's how I maintain--but I had to relinquish jogging (I just couldn't bring myself to jog through snowwater at the side of the roads) and updating my blog or galleries. Here's a sneak of what I did these past few weeks:

This is a bit of a page that reflects on this past month. The page made me happy because of the colors, mostly, but also to relive the goofy, happy days of this past month. That said, I am SO happy that Derick is finally coming home this weekend. Even though we got almost a foot of snow yesterday and almost two feet of snow while he was gone, it feels like Spring is here. Complete and utter joy.

Mom, do I have autism?

My son Dominic has autism, specifically PDD-NOS. He was diagnosed around when he turned 4 and has been receiving special services since, mostly with social skills, but also OT to help his sensory needs (he also processes sensory stimulation inadequately and needs more sensory stimulation every day--which explains a lot, LOL!) I don't post a lot about his autism because it is only a part of who he is, and I want to record his whole life, not one part. Still, since April is Autism Awareness month, I make a page and share some of what his autism diagnosis means he is working on and going through right now.

I made this page recently about something I knew I would have to talk with him about eventually: the fact that he has autism. I'll post the journaling in case you can't read it above:

Because Dominic has autism, people sometimes ask me if I watch Parenthood. I tell them no, I watch TV to escape, not to repeat the stress in my life. The last episode I remember seeing Max wanted to participate in a fundraiser for kids with autism. His parents wrestled with what to say to him. This made me wonder what I would say to Dominic someday about his autism.

I recently encountered that situation. When I drive the boys to school, we listen to NPR, one day to a news story about autism. Dominic listened and asked, “Mom, do I have autism?” This was the moment I’d wondered about for a while. I told him yes, he had autism. He asked me what that meant, so I said that people with autism had brains that were different from people who didn’t have autism. People with autism, I said, have a harder time learning to communicate with others. Dominic reacted pretty casually, telling me that he did have trouble talking with people. Sometimes when people were talking, he would say something that didn’t fit with what they said.

I remember reading a book by a man with autism who said he had started to understand that he was different from others when he was around 9 years old. This year Dominic appears to be starting to come to that realization himself.

This conversation happened last fall, which means some time has passed. I couldn't remember Dominic's exact final words in our conversation, just that he had a sense that he had trouble talking with people but that it was OK. He didn't dwell. I suppose I dwell more on his diagnosis than he does. My job as his parent is to not shower him with my worries but instead to share my hopes for him and my belief in him.

I tried to write a lot in a small amount of space, so I worry that it is a bit compromised story-wise. The name of the book was Look Me in the Eye by John Elder Robison. I read several books about autism, and I found this one to be valuable because it shows someone who is a successful, functioning adult, something I think gives a fuller picture of autism (Not everyone with autism is Rainman, e.g.). The book also shows his journey towards self-awareness, which included pitfalls and quirks that tend to circulate around people with autism. I recommend the book if you haven't read it.

If you are interested in scrapbooking, here are some details from the page:

 

Thank you for letting me share my family's story with autism. I cannot emphasize enough what a privilege it is to be Dominic's mother.