Friday, March 4, 2011

Take me for granted, please!

My son had a party at school for Valentine's Day and I had to decorate a bag for him. For non-creative me, that is a huge deal and I went to work with glitter glue and stickers. I took it into school the next day and my son ofcourse, was expecting me. Something about his confidence that I would show up with the bag struck me, made me feel warm and fuzzy. I remembered other times when I had seen that look before, that look that said "she'll be here". They take for granted that I will be there for them and to me, that is my gold medal. I hope they never change that.

1 comment:

  1. that sure is a nice feeling... but there are times now, when my older one is surprised when i 'show up' (so to speak). it maybe her age, or i must be really slipping :)


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