MamaCta!

Love broken in kids shoes -- makes me think of all the fun they had in them.

Oh, that is a sweet memory. They grow up so fast!

Sometimes it's the little things that really leave us with some great memories. My oldest son had a pair of beat up old cowboy boots he used to wear all the time when he was about 3-4 years old. I can still picture him in those boots, running around. Cowboy boots and shorts...

Few things stop me in my tracks as effectively as our kids' old shoes. Perhaps more than any other element of their childhood, they represent a point in time that no longer exists, a memory that we wish could last longer than it does.

This picture captures this feeling so strongly, and I'm glad you chose it for the faded theme. Wonderful photo and thought! I'm so glad you've jumped on board!

mmmm..having been scanning old photos..they grow up so fast. My youngest was a hat boy. One year it was a Red Sox hat, the next it was a Billabong hat. These hats bring back such sweet memories.