As a child I liked to collect small items and keep them stored in a little box. Periodically I would open it and look at each item, one by one, remembering where I had found it, or from whom it came. These things often were little souvenirs (mostly found, not purchased) from our many camping trips. Other times, they were small items given to me from someone special.
Claire has received a few similar items from her grandmothers, and until recently I was wondering where and how to store them until she is old enough to appreciate them. I decided it had been too long since I’d been crafty, so I transformed a shoe box into a treasure box. This is how I spent all my free time from Saturday until today, and it brought hours of pleasure that I hope will be paralleled by Claire’s. The image on the top of the box is a drawing I made when I was pregnant for her, called Mama Moon. She has a copy of the print hanging on her bedroom wall, and she says goodnight to Mama Moon every night. Here’s the box:
Kath – Oh!! How I envy my talented sis! Claire Bear will treasure this wonderful gift from her Mom for years to come!
XXOO!!
Kathryn,
You are so incredibly creative–I am awed! I love the box. It’s mysterious, whimsical, like a fairytale.
p.s. I also like the glass over the top of your table. Did it come like that, or did you order glass top to fit your table? My kitchen table is made of alder wood; you can press your fingernail lightly on it, and it leaves a line. It’s slowly getting more damaged the more I decide to use it without constantly worrying over it. *sigh*
That’s a lucky kiddo you’ve got there.
Liora — we bought the glass top at Pier One many years ago, since the finish on the dining table was starting to erode. It is a few millimeters smaller than the table, so the only negative is that stuff gets caught between the glass and table around the edge. And it’s a pain to move; we have to crate it in wood.
Marta — The sun, moons, astrological signs, and fairy are bits of a card you gave me back in 2001. So you are part of Claire’s life too. 🙂
That’s just lovely. Very nice job.
That reminds me of the box of buttons which were truly Georgia’s first treasures to count, stack and keep (once she was old enough not to eat them.) And I got my own box to boast of recently!
Wowie Kazowie!
A treasure box indeed.
Nice!