On Christmas morning, Coen presented me with a wrapped box. Inside was a note:
Dear Mom. I'm sorry I coudnt get you a real present but I hope you like this gift. You are the best mom in the world. I love you too much! Your the best. I like it when you give me food. You care for me. I love you! P.S. Merry Christmas
And this story:
One day their was a super smart woman named Alie. She was marid to a man named Tad. They had a child named Coen. When Coen was 4 years old she had another baby named Lucy. But one day a bad guy came and he was super strong and said a mean thing to Alie to make her mad but she was so smart she knew it was some sort of trick so she out smarted him and he ended up in jail.
p.s. Many years later she was one of the best, fastest, nicest person in the world and so did Coen Lucy and Daddy.
pps. Merry Christmas Ho Ho Ho Ho. I love you
This is the kind of gift that I cannot believe my luck in receiving.
Also, a few days later (yesterday) Tad's parents came and picked up the kids to take them to an indoor water park and overnight. I was starting to do some household picking up after they left and Tad said, "Knock that off. Go check your email."
And in my inbox was an email from Tad saying
"LET'S GO!" with a link to a hotel package.
So off we went to stay at a hotel for our date night. We never even turned on the TV. Up until almost midnight, we talked about religion, spirituality, love and what feels like our family's collective purpose and our individual purpose on this earth.
That was a gift as well.
And one more:
I just went upstairs to check on Lucy and she said to me,
"Mommy...where is dreamland?"
I like my family.