Scrapbook Pages

Sometimes Grace can be really really stupid. She has a tendency to leave our Christmas gifts out right where we can see them, because she believes "we won't see them" and that "we won't ever touch them" but she's just silly like that. Really, Grace, really? Of course we find the Christmas gifts and squeal and giggle over them.

This afternoon, we found a cupboard, a basket full of yarns, and a scrapbook lying around.

"Christmas gifts." Kit sighed, as she picked up the basketball and spun it around in her hand.
We all smiled as we found the scrapbook. Felicity turned the first page and found uncoordinated pages-full of colorful stickers, photos, and letters. 7-year-old Grace had gotten this scrapbook in the mail and immediately dedicated it to Kirsten. Kirsten's face was plastered on the front. There were photos of Kirsten on the plane, photos of Kirsten in 2006, and photos of Kirsten in the playtent with Grace. We all sniffled as the beloved moments between Kirsten and Grace touched our hearts.

"This is all a load of cheesy crap." Felicity hmmmphed, but no one believed what she said. We all knew Felicity was just jealous of Kirsten.

I was tempted to write a note to Grace on the last page of the scrapbook - telling her that we mean more to her than her friends. She just doesn't know it yet.

-Sonali