Awake from 4.30, but not the "oh I must get up and attack the day" kind of awake - more like a Jeanie with a very sore head. I groaned and grumped my way through the morning getting the chores done without joy.
Even the concept of having a "rain day" - therefore a few child-free V-filled hours - did not bring the delight that should have been felt. Good thing the surf was okay (and I had all those goodies baked).
My wonderful child came in to see me while I was
Hanging on a candelabra was a hand-made envelope, with a handmade paper windmill and this letter:
I just got one of those hugs - they come with smiles attached!
(Oh, and she is definitely my child - look at that handwriting!!)
9 comments:
Oh that is just gorgeous! In so many ways.
Hope the smile lasts.
Oh she is too sweet. What a lucky Mum you are.
That's very precious! Love those notes.
Wow... THAT brought tears to my eyes (happy ones). What a little keeper... give her a hug from me!
PS My word was ynaooy - what does this mean???
What a gorgeous daughter you have. I remember writing notes like that to my own mum when I was little.
Awww! If you wouldn't have wanted to keep her, I'd definitely offer to have her. ;)
Oh she is so sweet. She is definitely a keeper.
How precious is that? I have love letters from my kids stashed everywhere, so when I need a pick me up I can read them.
I love those hugs. So precious.
I definitely keep all such treasures. It helps when your relationship is not so lovey-dove and more antagonistic!
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