The Junk Whisperer had a birthday yesterday.
She’s going to be SUPER glad I’m mentioning this milestone.
The thought did cross my mind though. Briefly. Ever so briefly.
And hopefully international travel.
To a little island called Ireland.
Thank you for sharing her life with my dad. I can go off on these adventures because I know he’s not alone.
Thank you for loving my kids even though they aren’t your own by blood. My mother isn’t alive to shower them with love, but I want them to know the love of a grandmother and to love a grandmother. They are loved. By you. By Handy Husband’s mom.
I did not get her a fancy gift for her birthday. I didn’t even bake a cake, but it looks like one of my kids probably would have eaten all of the
cake frosting anyway.
Here’s to many more happy birthdays and projects. Keep ’em coming!
P.S. All photos in this post are The Junk Whisperer’s creations. To see more of her projects, click here.