Friday, January 6, 2012
I rarely lose important things, but it does happen on occasion. Over Christmas in Indiana, I lost one of Betsy's new outfits. One that I had bought, one that she just unwrapped. It never made it home. I figured it went out with the trash. It did not. It was found in a drawer of the changing table that was going to be sold on Craig's List. So thankful for Aunties that look over things carefully. Blessings.