The last gift I opened on Friday was from my mom. She'd made a scrapbook for me of pictures of me from when I was a darling baby (yes, I was quite cute) right on through the long, painful awkward years, continuing to my 20s when I was tanning too much. She also included my baby book plus all of my old important papers (piano recital programs, report cards, etc.) I totally bawled when I opened it. Those gifts from the heart are so touching and meaningful. I love my mom.
And someday, I'll share a too tan picture. Oh it was bad. So glad I've learned my lesson!
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Oh wow. I don't think people understand how big of a deal getting a scrapbook from mom is! SHE GAVE ME ALL MY PICTURES SO I CAN SCRAPBOOK THEM ON MY OWN!!! And my baby book too! NOW who's the favorite???? it's NOT ME! it's YOU!
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