When I’m going through bookshelves or filing cabinets to pack, it takes forever because I pull everything out and look at it. Coming across Chad’s baby book brought back lots of memories.
His first (but not his last) stitches when he was probably 3 years old.
The writing below the stitches says something about him losing his first tooth and he was so aggravated that the tooth fairy only left $5. He was expecting $100. He’s always had champagne tastes!
When we moved to Texas, Chad was 2. We bought a house in town and almost immediately wished we lived in the country. See a pattern here? Chad as probably 3 and we were looking at a house out in the country and as usual, Chad was talking up a storm while we were trying to look at the house. The lady told her mother about him being so cute and talking so much and the mother wrote a poem to Chad and mailed it to us. Wasn’t that sweet? Of course, I saved it!
By the way, we didn’t buy the house in the country. We stayed in town for another few months and then moved back to Louisiana.
I wonder what treasures I’ll find today.