Friday, January 25, 2008

giggles

   We ran across these at my MIL's.  So funny.  And yes, Rick did get his cement truck.  He had just turned 6 in the first letter and 7 in the last.  It gave him quite the laugh to see these.








11 comments:

lanurseprn said...

OMG those are priceless!!!
Pam

coelha said...

Awww...how cute..  Priceless!!  Thanks for sharing this--it made me smile.  :)  Julie

rdautumnsage said...

Too Cute! As everyone else has said truly priceless. (Hugs) Indigo

radar446 said...

I love going though things like that.  I got to do it recently when my Mom was cleaning out her closets.  I saw many things that were just like this letter, and could remember writing every one of them.

Greg

jeanno43 said...

I agree, priceless. What wonderful memories such little things hold.

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kirkbyj05 said...

I have memerobilia like this too.   I love the stamp with the date on it.  That will be a collectors piece one day too.  If not already so.
Its just wonderful knowing that other mothers hang on to thesame things that meant the most to them as their children grew up.  These mementoes are more valuable to us than the crown jewels.  They speak of  all our love and pride in our children.
This was a special entry and I thank you for sharing it.
Much love
Jeanie xxx

jckfrstross said...

LOL too funny

Deb

rbrown6172 said...

those are precious as well as funny.  hope you keep them.
gina

ukgal36 said...

How precious...
My dad sent me this little note that i had written him with the date on it i was 9..it said"I hate my dad and will never speak to him again"..LOL we don't remember what i was so mad about though...
Lyn

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cacklinrosie101 said...

Aw, that is priceless, isn't it?  Chris

linnpooh said...

Hi Julie....I'm finally here!! I'm making my rounds to catch up and get alerts turned back on.....you are now up and running in Poohville :)
I read back a little and saw that your MIL passed while I was on my depression sabbatical, and I'm so sorry I wasn't here to offer you any prayers & hugs. I can only imagine how it feels to be going through her private things.....and yet, it has to be done. I know you were of great comfort to her as her illness progressed and that was her true blessing. Better days are ahead Julie.....one day at a time.

Pooh Hugs,
Linda