She had worn a graduation cap that was a similar color to her high school graduation cap and I wanted those pictures in her album. The pictures were not in the drawer I kept her photos in. I looked through her brother and sister's photo drawer and they weren't in there either. I gave up, figuring those photos only existed in my mind.
Two weeks ago, I was finishing making the move to my new office/scrapbook room. There was a three drawer plastic storage container I had avoided. Cleaning it out would be a huge undertaking as it was a hodgepodge of newspapers, brochures from places we traveled, formal pictures from proms, yearly school pictures, and anything else I had deemed save-worthy at one time but had no official place to store them.
Among the newspapers I was saving were the black and white photos I had printed of her preschool graduation. Somehow, those pictures got mixed up into my where-should-I-put these sorting pile. Since I had to rearrange the pages in the album (an easy task since I use a three-ring binder and found another set of pictures that required a scrapbook page), I chose a color scheme that blended well with the layout that has her preschool diploma.