My Card

My boy did well with his card. It's funny and sweet and it made noise, too! That part startled me a little bit but I figured out how to jury-rig the card so it doesn't make noise every time I open it. Wanna know how? I ripped the card in half.

So here's the front:



I love love love that he got me a card that recognizes just how long we've known each other. If I ever get really, really brave, I'll post some of the emails we've exchanged over the years.

And here's the inside, with just his words in his own handwriting:



Isn't seeing someone's handwriting so much more personal than getting emails or texts? I certainly think so, and when I send cards to my boy, I work really hard to make sure my writing is pretty and I don't misspell words. It's the little things.