Do you ever have strange dreams that you feel like no one else could possibly dream what you dream? My Dad dreams about numbers. Mathematical combinations?... numbers just fascinate him. Weird. Well, I love patterns. I love making patterns. Designing patterns, looking at patterns... I sometimes dream about patterns. It is true. Anyway. For the past couple of years I have been making cards for my family and friends for special things. It started out with a random birthday I decided I wanted to draw a card instead of buy a ridiculous card from the store. Some people are so good at picking out those. My mom and grandmother always have the gift for picking out cards that say the perfect thing. I can't seem to do this. Everybody wants to be thought of on their birthday, and I really hope that they feel special when they get to open a handmade card. I love my little brother Andrew. He is getting ready to leave on a mission in a few weeks. We celebrated his birthday this past weekend and I made him a card and something new... I made him a gift box to hold his gift. I haven't done this before but since the card I made created a nice pattern I decided it might be cool. I love how it turned out. I have found another good use for my patterned thoughts. Hope you enjoy I took some photos for you.