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My husband has been laughing at me for scrapbooking a picture of our old car seat, but here it is anyway!
I used:
EHI_Destinations_PaperSpecial2_Blue
CFR_ARC_TwilightSky12x12Paper
BVA_HandyDandyDoodles_BrushSet2
EHI_Enchanted_Brush set
Journaling reads:
You were a pretty important part of our household for 10 years. You kept all four of our babies safe, and you were Nicole’s favorite place to hang out and sleep. I have to admit though, you haven’t been one of my favorite household items - I eagerly watched the scale, waiting for that magical 20 pounds when we could store you away for the next baby.
Then it was Tyler’s turn to reach 20 pounds. There weren’t going to be any more babies to store you for, and besides, you had reached the end of your life expectancy. The obvious thing to do would be to send you out to the bin in the alley. Surprisingly though, that was harder than it seemed. You sat in the storage room for another year, till finally I had tripped over you enough, I was ready to send you on your way. I felt sort of silly at the almost shed tears as I headed out with you, but I’ve realized that it really wasn’t you I was crying over. As much as we are ready to move on to a new stage in life, there is a part of me that is sad that we will never again have a need for something to keep our brand new babies safe. The tears were not for a piece of plastic and fabric, but for the end of an era. (Picture taken June15/07, journaling January/08)
TFL!
I used:
EHI_Destinations_PaperSpecial2_Blue
CFR_ARC_TwilightSky12x12Paper
BVA_HandyDandyDoodles_BrushSet2
EHI_Enchanted_Brush set
Journaling reads:
You were a pretty important part of our household for 10 years. You kept all four of our babies safe, and you were Nicole’s favorite place to hang out and sleep. I have to admit though, you haven’t been one of my favorite household items - I eagerly watched the scale, waiting for that magical 20 pounds when we could store you away for the next baby.
Then it was Tyler’s turn to reach 20 pounds. There weren’t going to be any more babies to store you for, and besides, you had reached the end of your life expectancy. The obvious thing to do would be to send you out to the bin in the alley. Surprisingly though, that was harder than it seemed. You sat in the storage room for another year, till finally I had tripped over you enough, I was ready to send you on your way. I felt sort of silly at the almost shed tears as I headed out with you, but I’ve realized that it really wasn’t you I was crying over. As much as we are ready to move on to a new stage in life, there is a part of me that is sad that we will never again have a need for something to keep our brand new babies safe. The tears were not for a piece of plastic and fabric, but for the end of an era. (Picture taken June15/07, journaling January/08)
TFL!
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