You know those squished souvenir penny machines? Well, I kind of can’t resist them. Do you have this problem too? If I’m visiting a place I’ve never been before, I get a penny. In an effort to display reminders of fun and happy times, I pulled them out of a bowl. And popped them in the small shadow box on the mantel previously filled with the boys’ hospital bracelets.
Not that their hospital bracelets don’t remind me of good times, but they just weren’t mantel material. A penny Ben and I made on our first official date at the Mall of America, another the boys and I made in Duluth a few summers ago, and two more from our honeymoon in Savannah.
In other fireplace news, it’s finally grouted.
Grout residue is stuck to the border trim, so a touch up is in order.
Such is life. Now I’m off to do some more work on this irresistible cutie.
And work on potty training Ev, which he is strongly resisting. Wish me luck!