"Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs...since the payment is pure love."~Mildred B. Vermont~
When I returned home yesterday after four days at a writers conference, my little guy greeted me at the door with a big hug and kiss. Ah, how I loved that! But the best was still to come.
He grabbed my hand in his and led me up the stairs to our den.
"I made you something special, Mommy," he said in his sweet voice.
I grinned as he handed me a balloon he had doodled on. Then he gave me his Burger King crown. Oh, I felt like such a queen. :0)
But that was not all. He held up a homemade card and wrapped gift. I reached for the card and studied the cover for a few moments.
"What did you draw here?" I asked.
He pointed at the picture in the middle. "This is Daddy, you, and me."
"And what are we standing on?"
"A Bible."
Oh, I love the imagery of that! Our family standing firm on the Bible.
As I opened the card, my little guy asked, "Can I read it?"
I gave him the card and bent down so I could read along.
Tears filled my eyes as I hugged him.
He then asked if he could open the gift. I nodded.
As he unwrapped it, I spotted a pasta necklace he had made at school. I proudly put on the necklace. How regal I felt with my crown, necklace, and wand (the balloon)! I tapped him on the head with the balloon and declared, "You are now a prince."