Grateful for photos

It's Grateful time again and this week I am so grateful for photos.

I am a pretty sentimental person. I love to keep things that remind of places I have been or people in my past. If I were crafty enough I would be a scrapbooker and keep tickets, invites, cards etc but I am not. In the slightest.

This week we are trying to clear some space in our spare room for my mother in law to stay. She is from Christchurch and although her flat is fine, she is very anxious just being in the city. We don't knwo how long she is going to stay so want to give her the option of unpacking her suitcase.

Yesterday the wardrobe could barely open without ... well...stuff falling out, albeit neatly packed and stacked. Is it just me, or do modern houses have next to no storage outside of wardrobes? Today it is almost all under our pergola or in my bedroom. Some will be binned, some will be donated and next to none will be kept. Gone will be all the teeny tiny clothes my mini miracle wore. Gone will be the beautiful little dresses Brooklyn wore as a toddler. No more giant exersaucer Nanny bought for Brooklyn and we saved for Nico. He wasn't allowed to use it due to head control and the fact that they supposedly encourage tip toe walking.

So I am grateful for photos today. I am grateful that because of photos, I will not forget how beautiful Brooklyn looked in this dress, without having to find it in the wardrobe.

or how TINY little Nico was at 10 days old, even though the hat is gone.

I can still "see" my fabulous friends and family in NZ even if I don't visit for a very long time.

And I can never forget what I was wearing and how I felt when this happened... 6 years ago, almost to the day!

Happy Engagement Anniversary (approximately) Husband xx