Monday, April 28, 2014

Hidden Treasure

Making a few minor changes around the abode this past weekend, and still today.  In moving a piece of furniture drawers needed to be ridded of what turned out to hold a hidden treasure--evidence of a punishment, a reflection on poor behavior by our D, an 8th grader at the time.  Oh how I remember this phase.  I survived it by telling myself: this too shall pass.  It did.  This thumb print of history remains as a reminder. 

I will let page one of two of the treasure speak for itself. 

King Ralph and I would like to think of this as "parenting at it's finest." 

Sweet Memories.  Hidden. But found. Leaving lasting laughs.