Confession. Made this wallet last year. Then, forgot I made this wallet last year. Then, never blogged about the wallet. Then, remembered I made this wallet. So now, I blog the wallet.
Truth. This wallet is a year old and in perfect condition. Lo loves this wallet. He uses this wallet everyday. It is a soft wallet. It is an un-bulky wallet. This wallet holds the most important things he carries with him throughout his day. Money. Plastic money. Identification. And love, of course.
This wallet contains love. I made it with love. I mixed love into every stitch. And added some portable love too. Just because.
The portable love is a card made from a tissue box. I cut it out. And wrote down some love words on the back. Then, I slipped the portable love into the wallet. That way, he has it with him always. Maybe he reads it when he’s feeling blue. Maybe he pulls it out when he’s frustrated with me because I yelled at him about the sock issue. And it reminds him. That I feel the love-thing for him. I do. Despite the sock issue. Our love-thing is strong. And everything is okay.