Scrapbooking: When A Son Asks You To Prove Your Love


Inhale. There’s a catchy feeling of excitement in the air. Exhale. Life is good.

With the end of school in sight and the rays of early summer warm on their toes, my boys are busy planning their coming days of freedom. With gusto, they declare all they want to do is ride their bikes, go to the pool, hang out at the library, go on road trips, and eat ice cream. And when it gets too hot outside, they’ll stay in the basement playing with their electronic games and building Lego forts.

“Sounds like a plan,” I tell my eager sons as I too make my own plans.

I am excited for a reason. Aside from being on full-time Mommy watch and completing writing projects, I aim to finally catch up on my scrapbooking. Yay for me!

I got into scrapbooking when we moved to the U.S. in 2001. Since I stayed home with my then 18-month-old son, I had a lot of time for pursuits such as this. But then life got busier, and with the addition of another son, I had to pack away my scrapbooking stuff to make room for the newest member of our family. And the years pass us by, and I don’t remember the last time I printed photos or designed a page.

But then life has a way of reminding us of the more important things…

My younger son started looking at his Kuya’s (older brother) albums. And he liked what he saw. He asked about the pictures, the captions, the faces. His Kuya answered as far as his memory allowed, then referred his brother to us.

I waited for it. In time it came.

“Mommy, how come I don’t have any albums like Kuya?”

“Mommy, do you love me as much as you love Kuya?”

“If I do good, Mommy, will you work on my album?”

It wasn’t as much the guilt as it was the longing in his eyes to have his own memories preserved the same way his Kuya’s was. It was a longing I could answer. Super Mommy answers the call!

So now I’m clearing out my desk. And I’m bringing out my tools and materials. I went online and ordered what I’ll need. And I’m hoping life will cooperate.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

In the meantime, here are some of my favorite pages from the albums I made years ago. I’m sharing them with you to encourage you to start scrapbooking as well. Especially if you’re a mom. These pages were easy to make–I spent more time and put more “art” into my firstborn son’s baby album. But I wasn’t given permission to share that. Still, I hope these inspire you to make an investment in your family’s memory bank as well.


It was a movie title. It was also what happened to us in 2001…

My favorite season…

With less responsibilities, we found time for a lot of weekend excursions and short road trips…

And of course, our only child (at that time) was the star!

Summers always meant OBX, in North Carolina.

And here’s a project that’s waiting to be completed. We’ve been married 12 years. It’s about time I finish our wedding scrapbook!

***Plug: Ate Tessie Krintz, my Creative Memories consultant, is very helpful. Check out her website for ideas and stuff:

4 responses »

  1. Ading – you’re on the right tract. My kids who are all grown still look at their album and still get a kick out of it.
    Scrapbooking is a labor of love. It give them sense of family and Lord knows we need that nowadays.
    I do scrapbooking at my house once a month – please come when you can – my next one is May 21. Leave the kids to Grandma Evelyn :))

  2. ibyang did this for bangan’s photos (minus the “special” accents hehe) and erin saw it and said, how come i don’t have those? just like ejay. unfortunately, i have no artistic bone in my body so… hahaha

  3. Abet! I did not have a scrapbook for my first-born… I am artistically challenged kasi, haha! But yes, the old photos are still waiting to be scrapbooked. Hmmm, it’s a project worth considering… hehe.

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