The Thanksgiving my son was 6 and my daughter 10, I asked them if they wanted their own tree in the Den. If they did, they would have to get up at 4am, on Black Friday, and we would go and shop for a tree that was on sale. With the looks I received, I really didn’t expect the kids would want to wake up that early so I dismissed the idea and went off to bed. The next morning, little feet come into my bedroom and there they stood beside the bed…
“We’re ready Momma…let’s go get our tree.”
That morning is a memory I will treasure forever. The kids were so excited to go shopping for the tree and I think my younger one may have been more excited about the idea of shopping while the “Sun was still asleep”.
We ran in the store, me in my pajama pants, hand in hand, laughing and searching for that perfect tree.
Today, when I look at their tree, I see the sweet angel up on top that Hannah made when she was 8:
I see the paper garland Joshua made:
and all the handmade ornaments created by my not so little anymore,
...and I feel blessed.
I will always be thankful to that little tree, I will always remember that day...
…and I pray, that they will remember it too.
You can learn more about Cat on her blog, In The Light Of The Moon