My grandma made pressed flower cards with dried flowers and tissue paper and plastic wrap. I treasured these little handmade cards and wrote on. I love her handwriting. It's not special handwriting, but just because it's hers I love it. In fact, when I was on my mission I wrote to her and asked her to make me some "weed notes" as she called them so I could write to investigators and members.
"Want a sweet juicy car-a-mel apple maybe?" -Enchanted (one of my favorite movies. I've had people tell me I am Giselle)
Sunday, August 7, 2011
20 years, really? I feel barely 25! I didn't get married when I was 5, but my 18 year old is going off to BYU. My 16 year old is counting how many kisses she's had. My 14 year old so badly wants to be older. My 11 year old is enjoying his view of the older ones. Anyway...