In the car this morning, Dylan told me that I am 'always on Vacation'. Because I 'don't have a job or go to school', my life is 'one long holiday'. So we had the conversation about how some Mummy's go to work - either because they have no choice or because they enjoy working....... and how some Mummy's stay at home..... and his Mummy chooses not to go to work so that she can look after her boys, and how it's not an easy job or a paid job but something that is done for love.
When we got home Dylan asked me to close my eyes and he led me into his bedroom. Presented on his desk was the contents of his money box and he informed me that it was a surprise for me because I didn't get paid and that I should use the money (about $3 in change) to go and buy some shoes or treat myself!
Floods of tears!
Posted by katie at July 14, 2006 03:16 PMHow incredibly precious!!! I think I would have tears streaming down my face. It makes me misty eyed just thinking about it. You are very lucky - Dylan is obviously an exteremly kind, tenderhearted little man. He is wise beyond his years.
Posted by: Lynanne at July 15, 2006 03:10 PM