valerie, yes i linked to your blog - didn't even think to ask. i hope that was okay. and yes, you may do the same. this book was crafted by MY mother for MY first birthday many many moons ago. i just love it so much and i've pulled it out of storage as my baby is the perfect age to enjoy it. i do hope i can make him something as timeless.
you know.. now that you've posted a few pages, i'm beginning to think that i had a very similar book made by your mom. i remember the yellow cover, with the title 'SARAH'S BOOK'. i also remember a page with an elephant wearing roller skates, with tiny red buttons. i need to find my book now!
Anonymous said…
I like your blog(s), and pull them up Quite often. I have been inspired to start my own.
http://carljane.blogspot.com/
I think I understand your struggle with blogging, because I have reservations about putting up my thoughts for others to read. Who am I to publish suff?
I saw to young children sledding this winter. Their constant cry was: “Hey Mom, Look at Me!” and “Mom, are you Looking?”
They wanted her approval, just as we all want approval from family, friends and the public in general. But I think they had other motives than a desire for Mom’s approbation. They wanted Mom to be able to share vicariously in the experience. They were having fun. They were exhilarated, excited, a little frightened and proud of them selves. The children wanted to share all that with their beloved Mom.
So I have decided that I should share even though I don’t take the best pictures or have the deepest thoughts.
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yes i linked to your blog - didn't even think to ask. i hope that was okay. and yes, you may do the same.
this book was crafted by MY mother for MY first birthday many many moons ago. i just love it so much and i've pulled it out of storage as my baby is the perfect age to enjoy it. i do hope i can make him something as timeless.
http://carljane.blogspot.com/
I think I understand your struggle with blogging, because I have reservations about putting up my thoughts for others to read. Who am I to publish suff?
I saw to young children sledding this winter. Their constant cry was: “Hey Mom, Look at Me!” and “Mom, are you Looking?”
They wanted her approval, just as we all want approval from family, friends and the public in general. But I think they had other motives than a desire for Mom’s approbation. They wanted Mom to be able to share vicariously in the experience. They were having fun. They were exhilarated, excited, a little frightened and proud of them selves. The children wanted to share all that with their beloved Mom.
So I have decided that I should share even though I don’t take the best pictures or have the deepest thoughts.