We fell into this tradition by accident, but once I realized it could be a thing, I made it one. Every year on the 28th of September, I make the boys stamp their handprints on paper.
We started it in 2011 - Jack's first year on Earth. He was not quite 6 months old. The big boys were nearing 4.
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| Ja.son, Sh.awn, and Jack (left to right) September 28, 2011 |
They were all so tiny then.
They keep getting bigger, these boys.
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| Sh.awn, Ja.son, and Jack (left to right) September 28, 2012 |
Bigger.  |
| Sh.awn, Ja.son, and Jack (left to right) September 28, 2013 |
And stronger every day.
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| September 28, 2014 Sh.awn, Ja.son, and Jack |
It's hard to tell, I know, but each hand is at least a half an inch bigger than it was last year.
Their handprints are such a visual representation of how much they've changed, a tangible way of seeing the passage of time when sometimes it's so hard to grasp in day to day living of life.
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(I wrote this first here for Microblog Monday, but I cross posted on the boys' blog, too.)
What a fantastic tradition! What will do you do with all the handprints? Frame them? It would make a good series going up the stairs.
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