"We need to go to the garage! Right now!" I shouted.
Mr. Jenny looked startled.
"Yes! Right now! We need to find that clear storage box with the pink tape on the lid!"
I was excited!
I was excited!
Mr. Jenny followed me out to the garage.
It was early morning!
I was in my nightgown!
We dug and dug and couldn't find the right box.
Mr. Jenny asked me again what the box looked like.
"It's clear! It's a big storage box! It has bright pink duct tape all over it!"
Finally we found it, hidden behind some pictures we don't have enough wall space for.
I opened the box and dug through a bunch of bubble-wrapped objects!
"Here it is!" I said triumphantly.
The treasure I found is pictured here.
Yes. It's a picture of a picture.
From a scrapbook.
The little lamb planter is one I received in the hospital over thirty years ago when my first daughter was born.
I waited impatiently for the florist to open and then I called to tell them what I needed.
Mr. Jenny drove me and we dropped off the precious little lamb.
A short time later we picked it up.
It was beautiful.
Lillies of the valley and hydrangea and some perfect baby roses. Iris and forsythia.
It was just a brief trip from the florist to the hospital!
Our newest Grandson is here and I can hardly wait to show you his picture and tell you about him!
I had planned to actually find the sentimental little lamb planter THIS week, but the new baby was anxious to be born so he added his joy to the world two weeks early.
Mother and son are doing fine!
And Mr. Jenny and I have put all the dislodged boxes back on the shelves in the garage!
Now I know why I've saved so many things over the years!
How neat to think my daughter is smiling over the same sweet planter that I smiled about on the day SHE was born!