Monday, April 24, 2006
Last night as I was cleaning up and getting ready for Monday morning, I came across the piece of paper above. It was written by my 5 yr old daughter. In case you don't understand Kindergartenese, I'll translate. It says:
Oh how lucky I am to have a Mom like you to tell me don't worry of my Dad
Let me put this little gem in context for ya. For the past month or so, we have been redecorating her room. In the meantime, she has been sleeping in the "blue" room, our guest bedroom. Well, yesterday we finally finished her room. And, I guess her father told her that now she has to sleep in her "real" room.
While I was making dinner she asks me if she can sleep one more night in the "blue" room to say goodbye to it. I said she could. That's when she tells me but Daddy said I have to sleep in my "real" room. Then I said to her...don't worry about your Daddy. I'll tell him I said it was okay. Hence the note above.
Natalie leaves these little treasures all over the house almost on a daily basis. Sometimes, she draws pictures too. I have saved every single one of them. Sweet little girl ... I am the lucky one!