|The bouquet he gave me last weekend.|
Recently Biggest gave me an acorn that wasn't crusty with red clay, and it was pretty big, and it still had its top, so I told him how special I thought it was. And he said to me, "Mommy, I want you to frame it and keep it by your bed." Wow. So, I did.
Love this little treasure, and its one of the few I hope to keep around for a while.
Not to get too deep on you today, but I intentionally mounted it so that little dimple was facing forward. I wanted to see the sole imperfection on this acorn, to remind myself not to insist on perfection from my children. So many times, my child has brought me a leaf or something and I will say, "Well, let's find one that's prettier, or has all its parts." But I am trying to do so less and less. I don't want to teach my children that perfection is the only thing I will accept. After all, my Father lovingly accepts gifts from me that are far from perfect, all the time. So, the acorn is my reminder.
And, it's pretty cute on my nightstand, too.
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