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,
little kids:
...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.
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You can learn more about Cat on her blog, In The Light Of The Moon
4 comments:
What a sweet story! I'm sure they will remember this for many, many years.
Have A Merry Christmas!
What a sweet story, what sweet memories, what sweet children. Sending lots of love, Riki
What a special memory, Cat. I bet every ornament on that tree is a special treasure (along with the kids, of course!).
what a special memory! and how nice to know that they were so excited to get their own tree...
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