so, I am looking and looking for my Basha’s Thank you card. Saves me money! I look in my purse and in the car and the glovebox and the console. I check old purses that I have used in the past. Nope, not in any of my office drawers either.
today I install some foam edges on the playhouse toy shelf in the bebes room, and lo and behold. Out falls my Basha’s card from one of Mateo’s books. He must have taken it out of my purse when we were shopping one day. He loves to have a credit card type of item in his hands. He calls it his money! I suspect it was the day we had pizza for dinner at Target!
a gdovin girl's perspective 