Sunday, May 13, 2012
The kids started working on my Mother's Day present several weeks ago. I wasn't allowed to peek and I wasn't supposed to be listening. Of course a mother is always listening. For me the memory of this Mother's Day gift will not be the gift itself but the memories of listening as they talked about each page and laughed together. Oh, and the usual sibling arguments. I hope one day when they are older and going through things from their childhood, they will come across this and remember not what was said on paper, but the time they spent together. That is what I will remember and treasure. They are my greatest gift.