It all started the day my wife surprised me with a little wrapped present after work one evening. I was surprised, mostly because we weren’t ‘little presents’ people, but still I was excited to see what she’d gotten for me.
Inside was a copy of the book What To Expect When You’re Expecting .
And tucked into the back of the book was a little bookmark she had thrown in. It was a pregnancy test: a positive one.
So, just like that our lives were changed forever, and just like that we were both thrust into a new reality for the rest of our days. I decided right then that I had to save that positive pee stick, as a page in a story that I was going to sit down and tell my little girl someday.
And I never looked back either. I made it my duty to collect all kinds of keepsakes that I could put away in a big plastic box I bought at Target. I planned to keep them for the next fifteen years or so until someday, when my little girl was a teenager, I could sit her down with me on some front porch and crack open the story she could hold in her sweet hands.
It was going to be the story of her, told from the minute we knew she was coming to us until the moment we sat down there together to dig through the past.
I reveled in the collecting. Not a week went by when at least a little something went in to the magic box.
Then this past January we had a fire in our house. And yeah: we lost the box; my younger son’s too. And even though we were not injured and life was to go on: I was secretly devastated. But what can you do? You live and you learn.
I have started new boxes for my son and my daughter, collections of stuff that dear old dad feels might be interesting someday down the road. So here are some of my better ideas. I hope you might like them and start a box of keepsakes to help tell the story of your kid’s first year too.
Just make the box a fireproof one. Trust me.
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