Photos are a big no-no for my mum. We made her a lovely album with family photos over the years but she hates it. In fact she's actually quite horrible about it.
Mum: 'What do you want to look at that for?'
Me: 'Because it's the family and all our lovely memories!'
Mum: 'Well, I don't want to see it. Do you have photos of your family?'
Me: 'Yes! Of course!' (I don't mention that my family IS her family!)
Mum: 'Well, you're mad - why would you do that? I don't want to see stupid photos.'
She does recognise some of the photos though often confuses her father with her husband (my dad) and thinks she has seen them recently and denies that I am her daughter or that dad was my father. But there is no joy, no clue that she remembers her wedding or the birth of her children or her son's wedding, etc. All she can do is point at people and say, 'Look at the state of him - he's so fat!' or, 'That's a horrible dress. Stupid cow...'
So it stays in her wardobe