
While packing things up, getting ready to move I started having a hard time putting things away. Especially my pictures. If you've ever been to my house you've seen my obsession with having my walls full of pictures. I decided to start taking pictures of my pictures. I know that sounds silly. But it really helped me take them down. I thought I would blog some for theraputic reasons.
This is one of my walls in the living room. My preschool calendar unually hangs under the March sign. Probably fell down. It usally does. For some reason tape doesn't stick to my walls.

I couldn't pick just one of the many pictures pictures of Manning. So I learned how to make collages.

Mason when he was 3 months old. I love the caption. "Just a Boy... And his mom!" I was so proud of this picture. Just wasn't to excited to pay $50 for it. Won't do that again. I can now do it my self. I kind of carried on the tradition with each of my boys. I took one of Mattix's mommy's boy pic. But it didn't turn out. Manning's has me and him in it to.

My bishop and his wife gave this to us for Christmas. I thought it was perfect for my wall.
Such a special picture.

This has always been one of my most favorite pictures. My first Christmas as a Mommy, Mason and Matt gave me this picture. Being a mom to 3 boys it has alot of meaning behind it.

My complete "All because two people fell in love" wall minus Matt and I's collage and our family picture. JaNean took our family pictures back before winter. I had this vision of how I wanted this wall to be. I just never got it all complete. I will have to build it up in my new living room.

Can you see a theme here?

I put this up above my back door. So I could see it often. It's been a reminder to me that I have a job to do. And of course it's a bit from one of my most favorite Primary songs.
No matter how many times I straighten it, it's always crooked. Probably from the slamming of the door?

I love displaying the boys' school work and pictures.

And last but not least. The sticker from Matt's election. I came home put it up on the pantry door. I didn't want to take it down. I loved the way it was a conversation starter that led to me bragging about how proud I am of my husband. Even the boys remember.