This photo is my son Brandon (whom I call Beeb), and he just kills me. In one second he's charming and handsome, and literally in the same second he's dribbling tater chips out of his mouth. I don't know how he does it, must be a boy thing...
Such a looker...
I usually don't do a lot of stamping on my layouts, basically because I'm skeered. I don't want to spend all this time on a layout and then screw it up because of a little smudge, which would drive me absolutely bonkers for all eternity, ya feelin me? People may not see it, but I'll know it's there. I got out the stamps I wanted to use, got my little ink out, and as I was peeling one of my stamps off of the clear thing, a piece of it ripped totally off! I sqwished it back onto the clear block, and I can't believe it, but you can't even tell. It's like a stamping miracle. Due to the anxiety of the whole thing I literally had to step outside for a breath of fresh air. I mean this is serious stuff folks. After awhile I just told myself to stop being such a sissy and get on with it! And you know what? It worked out ;) You just need to commit. Commitment. That's a whooole other blog post..
Go on over to the Crate Blog, grab the info and play along! And remember- scrapbooking should not make you hyperventilate. Grab your stamps, and suck it up sister!
Love, Rah
xoxo
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