Broken Promise

I did something this week that I vowed I would never do. Because of my promise, I am a little ashamed to admit to what it is that I did, but I really should begin the healing process........here it goes......I scrapbooked. Yes, I did a little scrapbook. Mae's teacher had sent home a packet of empty pages that we were to fill with pictures of Mae that marked the growth and developement in her life. And being the crafty person that I am I could not just slap on some pictures and call it good. No, I had to do it right, I had to make it look great. When the teacher is done with the pages she will then have it bound and made into a book, so this is something that Mae will have forever. Because of this, I felt compelled to make the pages into something that she could enjoy and look back on later in life. And it did turn out rather nice. I am not surprised, it's just that I never wanted to get into scrapbooking because I don't need another thing in my life to make me feel guilty for not getting to it or working on it. I do not need to behind in another project! I wonder if I will have to make one for Caleb and Isabel later, when they are in kindergarten? I will wait and see for I am not about to embark on another scrapbook!