When I pointed the camera at her she gave me that evil death glare. I said "it's only your hand!".
copy cat challenge candy cane crate.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Red dogwood branches became the frame,
and it received a dusting of fine multi colored glitter.
She gifted one to her big sister and one to her sister-in-law for their homes.
Then she started on a third one.
When I walked by I asked who that one was for; "it's for the mantel, you can't look at it".
So of course as she painted I stood over her and read it anyway.
Then tears started to run down my face.
With just a touch of disbelieving OMG in her voice, she looked up and said "are you crying?" then she hugged me and with a more sympathetic tone said "ohhh mamma".
I asked if she knew why I was crying; "well yeah, it was gramma's favorite Christmas song" she said confidently.
My sweet thoughtful daughter. Yes I will forever hear my own mom singing it.
But my reply.....
"No that's not why I'm crying".... "I'm crying because you remembered".
The words that she painted are special no doubt, but more special to me is the fact that she knew they would be special. Usually a person says 'it's the thought that counts' when they want the effort to be recognized and not necessarily the gift. Not in this case.
In this case I received a gift I love and it really was the thought that counted.
The Ironstone Nest - with your outdoor decor. My decor got snowed on!
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