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This afternoon, Grace and I had a conversation:
Momma, you are so fluffy and nice!
“Thank you, Grace! That is so kind of you!”
I made you a surprise today.
“You did?”
Yes! I made you a present for Mother’s Day. I painted my hand pink, and I put it down like this {thunk} and I put a pink hand print on it! It’s your surprise, for Mother’s Day!
I stopped her just short of telling me what exactly it was that she put a pink hand print on.
At dinner, she started anew.
Momma, Daddy and I made you a surprise!
“You did?”
Yes, we did. Do you want to know where we hided it?
“No. You can surprise me on Mother’s Day, okay?”
Okay. Daddy and I painted it. We put flowers on it and hand prints, like this! {thunk} It’s hiding in the –
I stopped her, again.
It’s three days until Mother’s Day. I wonder if I’ll be able to prevent her from telling me what the present actually is.
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{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }
She is more and more like her Mother everyday. Good thing her Daddy didn't decide to do it too earlier.
I know, isn't she?
Were you there when she gave Old Grandma her calendar (all wrapped up), and said “Old Grandma! We got you a calendar!”? It was funny.
No I wasn't there for the calendar but I can totally hear it after hearing her today tell me about your surprise. Mum said they discussed the other day and she was supposed to keep the surprise a secret so she couldn't tell you. Guess she is so excited she forgot.
I've been meaning to leave a comment on this post for a few days now. That is such a cute story and it reminds me of Zoe so much. They must be really close to the same age.