found

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.