I put up with my son's baby book being bent nearly in half by an incompetent asshole mover. I put up with the last remaining freeze-dried flower memento from my wedding disappearing at some point during the move. I put up with nearly FIFTEEN YEARS worth of dried roses and petals that I had saved from every single rose that my husband had ever given me in the entire time we've been together being shoved into the side of a packing box and destroyed.
But today I discovered that the hand and footprint ornaments I'd made when the baby was two months old for his first Christmas were missing and now I just want to murder someone. And throw up.
But today I discovered that the hand and footprint ornaments I'd made when the baby was two months old for his first Christmas were missing and now I just want to murder someone. And throw up.
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Seriously, I don't know what I'd do if I were you. Luckily, we've only moved short distances and over a period of days, so we were able to handle the move ourselves. I don't know what I'd do if I had to move the distances you've gone. Here's hoping the ornaments turn up in an unexpected place. *crosses fingers*