Friday, the 13th is a special day in our family. My dad was born on a Friday, the 13th in 1937. The hubs and I had our first date on Friday, October 13th, 1978. Wow, sounds like such a long time ago! JM was born on a Friday, the 13th. What a blessed day that was for us! So, I thought I would post on this Friday, the 13th and share a picture of something in our house that ALWAYS makes me smile when I walk by it. JM loved a "bouncy ball" when he was a little tyke. Everywhere we went, that is what he wanted for his souvenir. It was such a small gesture that meant so much to a little boy! And, this is what happened over the years... I love looking at this colorful jar; it brings back lots of happy memories of a curly haired, precious little guy who loved a "bouncy ball."
I so remember going on trips and as everyone else searched high and low for a treat to take home...yours was EASY! A bouncy ball! Loved it then. Love it now!
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