Saturday, December 23, 2006
Some gifts don't come in packages.
They are, instead:
moments of discovery,
days of delight,
true love expressed as a gift of time,
unexpected phone calls.
A gift from my children: Breakfast with the dolls. (Ramona's doll clearly opting
for the more casual,
trough-style approach to her meal.)
A gift from Atticus:
He took the children out for a couple of hours this morning so that I could do whatever I wanted. Whatever I wanted. After I did what I needed to do with kids' presents, my plans involved coffee, reading, catching up at 4Real, and making a hat for Ramona, with one of these, to which I just may get addicted.
A gift from Margaret:
She called me. Eeek!
I was delighted.
My day of gifts was complete.
Posted by Karen Edmisten at 11:21 PM