Treasure Box

The other day, me and my family went to my grandmas. I love going to my grandparents house, because gramma ALWAYS feeds us yummy treats, and we play lots of fun games!

but this particular trip to grandma and grandpa's was especially great. 

for you to get the full greatness of this i have to tell you a little story...

while we were building our house in idaho falls, my family had to move into my grandparents house because we had already sold our house in rexburg, living with gma and gpa was a grand time. but i remember specifically one time when gramma helped make a wedding present for my father and char, (gramma used to be a seamstress, and still is the most amazing sewer i know, but she had, what seemed like, a GINORMOUS canister of buttons.) she busted out the canister of buttons and i made a picture frame out of buttons. wasnt anything special, but i loved it. still to this day i think about that canister of buttons, which i havent seen since fourth grade. lately, ive been thinking ALOT about those buttons and how fun that time with my gramma was, so last week when me and my family went out of town, i was taking with my mom, and said that i wanted to have dibs on grandma's buttons when she passed away. my mom quickly replied well your aunt nanc already has dibs on the buttons. i literally burst into tears. 

my mom giggled at me and told me to talk to my aunt about it because she was in charge of the will. well i did, and my mom was tricking me and i got dibs on the buttons! 

ok back to the real story. 

when i got to my grandma's me and my mom told her about the button conversation and she pulled out the buttons and i had to giggle, the button canister is a little smaller then a coffee canister, but it seemed like a gallon bucket to me when i was in 4th grade. :) still held the same memories though. then grandma pulled out a metal box,  pictured below....

then she told me that she wanted me to have this, and that i could take it with me now. when i opened the box, i almost died. 

my grandma gave me all her old earrings, and some old jewelry and such. 

i spent the entire rest of the evening sorting through it, picturing what sorts of crafts i could do with them, and which ones i really would just like to wear. 

thank you grandma jan, i will NEVER forget this.