archives.....

ok, so last night our middle child decided that he needed access to his archives......the boxes of stuff i have loosely organized for each child........filled with favorite toys, swim team ribbons, scouting badges, drawings, newspaper clippings, and the like........those pertaining to the offspring in question filled 3 plastic tubs.....and included nearly every notebook he ever filled, and every scrap of paper he ever scribbled upon......because they are record of his passions.....each contained some architectural rendition of buildings known or imagined......or faithful pencil drawings of peter carl faberge eggs......or lists of subways/lighr rail systems..stories, and diaries, and travel reflections.........so many interests, so many papers......and so we lugged all of this stuff out of the garret storage area.......i didn't find many school progress reports.....i recall throwing those away, including the one where his first grade teacher expressed concern that he preferred work over recess.......and i did feel some guilt, as i had intended to organize highlights into scrapbooks for each child.......you know, the cutesy combo-pages with everything cut out and labeled.....but this child seemed perfectly content to find everything in original condition........nostalgia is a very good thing......