They were waiting for me when I got home from work yesterday - propped precariously against the front door. A birthday gift for Kidlet - or so I thought. The note taped to the plastic sleeve was addressed to me so I carefully peeled back the tape, released the bouquet from its wrapper, and opened the card. It confirmed that the flowers weren't for Kidlet -- they were
from Kidlet.
She gets it. So on the twentieth birthday of my youngest daughter, I received a precious gift- and not just one that is fragrant and flower-full. She is learning the value of giving and gratitude. And for that I am very grateful.
Beautiful gift...great job kidlet!
ReplyDeleteAnd PS - I'm grateful for all that you are and do too Lyn :)
Well done mom .. reaping the benefits of a daughter well-loved and wonderfully raised. (Hopefully, Darc got my b'day card et al in the mail as well?)
ReplyDeleteDoesn't your heart just melt over thoughtful little things like this? What a darling daughter you have, giving gifts on her birthday.
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