Yesterday evening we had to take Toby to the doctor for his checkup from his horrible infections that he had last week. (We also learned that he has a secondary ear infection and probably sleep apnea, so we have to go see a specialist, but we knew that already).
Anyway, when Dylan met me at the doctor's office, he had a package from Old Navy (YIPEE, jeans for Seth so that he doesn't look like he's wading!) and something else that I didn't recognize. It turned out to be this:
No, not the paper (although that would make him a very cool husband too), the thing holding the paper. It's an old magazine rack that he found and they were getting rid of. He brought it to me and said, "It's exactly 12 inches, I measured it. And if it works for you, I have another one!" But how awesome that he listened to me and knew that it needed to be 12 inches! He's the greatest husband ever! Now all I have to do is figure out how to sort my paper in 8 different ways.
Before this, all of my paper was kept in two of these:
Which was no longer working for me.
And yesterday's LOAD LO was kind of a copout. I make these 4x6 scrapbooks for my kids' godparents (of course I am WAY behind on all of them). So these were some catch up pages for Toby's.
Everyone have a fantastic day! I'll just be here organizing paper:).
The things we leave behind.
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