I want to share a Christmas paper bag album that I did several years ago, but before I continue, I want to mention that I’m giving away several similar albums – details are at the bottom of this post.
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| This mini album holds memories of my very first Christmas in Illinois. Rinoa wasn’t even born yet. |
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We were looking through the album one night and Rinoa asked “Where was I?” I answered, “You weren’t born yet.” “You mean I was still in your tummy? You haven’t pooped me out yet?” “Well you weren’t even in my tummy yet.” “Was I dead?” “No. You were, uhmm, particles floating in the air.” “Huh??” (with a very confused facial expression) I know that was probably a lame answer but how was I supposed to explain? I didn’t know how to answer her question.
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| My mom, brother, and sister flew from the Philippines, and my aunt from California, to celebrate Christmas with us. It was a joyous reunion since I haven’t seen them in 6 months – the longest I’ve been apart from them at the time. |
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| This is my mom with Mica. Mica was just 4 years old then. |
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| Here’s Mica with my sister on the left and my brother on the right. |
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| And here’s my mom and aunt with my father-in-law and mother-in-law. |
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If you’ve noticed, the flaps and openings of the paper bag make great pockets to hold journalling tags, tabbed pages, and other keepsakes.
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