The bracelet January 11, 2005
I didn’t find the bracelet under my pillow because I didn’t go to bed until after Mark got home. I found it when he popped on top of the doona where there was no way I could hop into bed without finding it.
He bought it for me to commemorate an event roughly 10 years ago, which we will never admit to Foozley until he’s all grown up.
There was also a card with it with lots of sweet, lovely stuff written in it which I will always treasure too.
