I saw him stuffing his new school id and some cash into a wallet. I grabbed his hand and asked where he found it. “Under my bed. In a box of a bunch of old stuff’.
Yes. A box of ‘old stuff’- childhood memories of artwork and school awards and well…this wallet. It is a special wallet for a lot of reasons- and the fact that he was enjoying it’s use at age 15 in some ironic hipster fashion made me smile.
The story of this wallet- made its way into the OC Register last year….
Watching your kids grow up is hard.
Watching them grow up awesome is amazing.