I did something similar with my kids. Everyday on the first of the month, I'd take their picture (individually) always sitting in the same place. We'd put the girls on Grandma's old iron bed with a sentimental stuffed animal (again, always the same one). We started this when they were one month old. Comparing the pictures from the first few years is pretty amazing. We do it every 3 or 4 months now.

I also take a picture of my son every Spring in the same spot sitting on whatever bike he has that year.

Posted by: Deb on Thu, Mar 9, 00 at 14:50

I do one that is only a once-a-year event and is easy to remember: the first day of school. I have my son stand in front of our front door and take his picture. It is great, because you really see not only the changes in him,his height, his hair,etc. but his wardrobe and how his sense of style has changed (he is in high school now, and I still do it)

Posted by: Patti in NH on Thu, Mar 9, 00 at 21:37

My mom used to do the first day of school thing!! I totally forgot about that! Thanks for reminding me.

I do a yearly picture with my daughter in a rocking chair. I started when she was 2 months old. It makes for a neat scrapbook page to have pictures, same place every year, in her album. My how fast she has grown!!

I did do the once a month for the first year.

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