Crapbook

My sisters and I devote every Thursday night to scrapbooking. It's fun for us to spend time together and work on some of our books. Ethan usually sits around pestering us for scraps of paper or stickers. Finally, I bought him a humongous booklet of 700+ bug stickers and a folder to keep his finished papers in. He has a little bag for his markers and stamps too. It's so cute to see how proud he is of his supplies and his "crapbook" (as he calls it). I think everyone who has walked through our door in the past few days has been forced to look through his book. And he sits there beaming the entire time. Jonathan says Ethan needs to visit a few bars or shoot some guns to balance out the feminitiy of it all. But I say, if it keeps him happy, then what's the harm.