After two sold out sessions last fall I'll be teaching Sketch Support, the online class, again this Spring. And right now if you hop over to Sketch Support, the site, we have a giveaway for two seats to the class. You'll find more information about the class and the giveaway details there.
So it's two-page week at Sketch Support. I don't like to play favorites but I will always love two-page week just a little more than the others. I'm a two-page girl at heart! This month the sketch has a fun little grid of stars on the left page similar to the one on my page below.
I'm so all over the place when it comes to scrapbooking. I jump from pictures I took two days ago to pictures from when Drew was a baby. Last week I got out one of my many photo storage containers from back in the old age when I used film. These things are huge and fit like thousands of photos and I always find a surprise photo or two as I go through them.
This time I found these pictures of Drew digging in the backyard. I had completely forgotten about them and can't believe that I did. The one of him yelling is one of my all time favorites of him. It's just so him. He randomly makes noises, a lot of time screams, when he wants attention. He's an attention lovin' little guy and I would be lying if I didn't admit that sometimes it can be a little, um, I hate to say it...
He craves attention all. the. time. And, believe me, he gets attention, but you would think from the way he acts that we sit on the couch and ignore him all day. A lot of it stems from Jackson joining the Davis crew. That's when it really flared up. He can't stand for Jackson to get any attention. Drew can be in the other room and if I say something to Jackson, Drew will yell some random statement like, "Mom, um I like my um, um, my Spider-man pjs."
I've also tried to explain to him that making random "ahhhhs" and "peeeeeeeeps" and "raaaaaawwwrs" don't always work in his favor. Especially when Mom is on the phone. Or how saying, "I guess I'll go jump on the bed..." while I'm trying to make dinner doesn't exactly do the trick. He's just addicted to being the center of attention and will go to extreme measures to get it. Kind of makes me nervous for the teen years.
But, I would also be lying if I didn't admit that I kind get a kick out of it too. It's part of his personality and you never know what he'll do. Like the times he'll burst out in dance moves that you can't help but to laugh at. Or when he sings a song he made up on the spot. Sometimes it turns into super sweet moments. Like those times that he gives me random hugs and tells me "Mom, you are the sweetest girl in the world." I ignore the fact that he most likely wants something and soak up the moment.