I’ve solved a struggle that faces practically every parent, especially those with children who love to draw and write stories. As our family story evolves we amass stacks upon loose stacks of pages filled with artwork, writing assignments, and the treasured chronicles of our children’s young lives.
But what do we do with the stacks of paper? One box gets filled, then another, and another. With a heavy heart and dash of guilt, we (maybe) snap pictures of pages and toss the originals, with lofty aspirations of compiling images into books… but who has time for that? Like our second child’s baby book, some projects get put on hold for another day. And then another, and another. Am I right?