My daughter’s class hosted a Mother’s Day Tea yesterday afternoon. I won’t bore you with the details except to say that it made me smile, laugh and cry, all in less than an hour. See, that’s what a mom does when her child greets her at the school entrance and then escorts her back to the classroom, pointing out prized drawings and photos along the way. Or when your child insists on getting a plate of cookies and glass of iced tea for you, rather than the other way around. And, let me tell you, a mom can get really, really dopey when exposed to off-key songs, a homemade class video and a letter like this:
You are very special to me. Thank you for being my best mom. You make me happy when we make a good deal. I love it when we have the best times. You are the best!
I asked DG what she meant by making a good deal. She said that when she was sad or hurt, talking to me always made her feel better.
Yeah, honey, I got a good deal, too.