A First Time For Everything

Yesterday I finished my very first "craft" project. I am NOT a creative, crafty, scrapbooky person. However, our bishops' wife showed me a frame that her daughter had given her. She had taken a bunch of family ancestor pictures and mod podged them onto a frame and put the Family: A Proclamation To The World in the middle. I loved it so much I was willing to give it a try. While I was in Utah I made copies of some of my mom's pictures (I wish I could have used all of them, but there were just too many.) I got back to Texas and found a frame that looked like it could work. When I put the pictures down the first time I realized that if I left all of the pictures in their original size I would only be able to fit a handful of them on. So I had reduced-size copies made of all of them. Then I had to cut them all out the same size. Which, don't look too closely because you will be able to tell that I didn't succeed entirely. But at this point I was beyond caring that it looked perfect. I learned a lot doing it, mostly what not to do. So I am going to make another one and give it to my mom. I must say, as much as it gave me anxiety, I had fun doing it. I never thought I would say this: but I can see how scrap booking could maybe be fun. Who knew? (probably a lot of you)