That ragged blankey you're afraid they'll go to college with?
Believe it or not, one day you'll miss it.
So bring it. Bring that battered teddy bear or that afghan your grandmother knit or the red wagon he hauls dirt in. These things become misplaced , forgotten, a long distant memory.
I love looking at the past photographs of my almost five year old and remembering that at one he had that monkey named Fever, at two he was still carrying his patched and fraying at the edges blankey, at three he was always on that Radio Flyer ride on, at four he wanted to spend all of his time with his girlfriend Emily.
I love capturing this part of his story.
So think of something special to you, your child or your family and let's capture that memory.

