I came home the night before Christmas Eve to a wrapped package on my porch with a card addressed to me, on the inside it simply said "Merry Christmas".
And it was a new digital camera with all of the accouterments.
My camera broke in August while I was in Portland on a business trip (also known as Sock Summit). I haven't been able to record months of my children's lives. And every time I'd do something wacky and talk about it on Facebook I'd get that horrible response for the camera-less; "Pics or it didn't happen." In short, it's been a difficult last third of the year.
I have no clue who my mystery gifter is, but I'm hoping that they'll see this and know that I appreciate it more than I can even express. It's way more than a camera. It's a reminder to be thankful for the people in my life- all of them because it could be anyone.
Oh yeah, it's also an impetus to pay it forward whenever I can.
Thanks for these, anonymous friend.
Mollie's first dollhouse. |
My new niece, Amy. She has my sister's eyes. |
Proud Papa Chris, my brother in law. |
Cary's a very serious kid, as you can tell. |
Very serious. |
Mollie's such a beauty, even with mustard on her cheek. She dips everything in mustard- noodles, goldfish, bread, her fingers... |
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