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A Nauseatingly Warm and Fuzzy Story About my Kid

Sometimes, in fact almost all of the time, the magic of motherhood can be lost somewhere between packing the lunches and shuttling to soccer. There is a fair amount of work required in rearing children, and by work I mean constant nagging. Make your bed, stop texting, feed your fish, stop texting, eat something green, stop... Honestly, I can hardly stand myself by the end of the day. I don’t know how they put up with me.

But occasionally, something sweet and tender happens that is absolutely divine, and I want to freeze time. Generally, I feel these cute-kid stories are overdone, and therefore I shy away from them (but you can’t say I didn’t warn you with the title).

My husband returned from a business trip yesterday. On the way to gymnastics the kids were musing about what little gift he would bring them. Yes, I wonder what he’s bringing me, I joked. My oldest daughter immediately picked up her phone to text him a warning that I was hoping for a present. I laughed, and told them I was kidding, I didn’t really want a present. My youngest daughter said solemnly, I’m going to make you a present anyway, Mummy. I told her a hug from her was all I wanted (my originality is not at its peak that time of the day).

While I was making dinner, she was conspicuously absent, whereas usually she is underfoot. She finally emerged from her room with a piece of paper, laden with her writing.

Why I love my mom - the front

...the back

Here it is, transcribed with her creative spelling:

from Ella

Why I love my mom

1. She bys stuf for me

2. She loves me

3. She takes kare of me

4. She comeforts me

5. She buys me food

6. She gets me toys even when she dose not want to

7. She touks me in at niuht

8. She sins me up for camp and attivitey

9. She helps me whith math

10. She helps me sleep

11. She buys some stuf for crismess and a bunch of other stuf

12. She gives me money

13. She gave me a houes

14. She gets me brthday

15. She payes alot of mouney

16. She gets me stoueys (stories)

I flipped the paper over, and on the back she wrote a poem.

every night I sing a song

about How I love my mom. And

How she gives me vegtbaball

whith out her Id be so fat!

I love her whith all

my mite and I love you

so mouch that Id clim a ben soukc (which she told me was bean sprout)

(and then she drew a picture of her and the bean sprout.)

At the wise age of seven, she was perceptive enough to see through my rather pathetic ploy for recognition. Her gift made me speechless, which perhaps was the real goal – to dissuade me from nagging for an evening.

Stop growing, stay little, I whisper to her when she’s asleep.

  1. October 21, 2011 at 2:39 am

    This is absolutely precious! And the spelling makes it even more so. “She touks me in at niuht” is particularly creative. What a sweetie!

    Did your husband bring you a gift, by the way? It can’t have topped what Ella gave you, I bet.


    • October 21, 2011 at 3:09 am

      Her spelling kills me, I privately never want it to change…Thanks Kathy.

  2. Barb
    October 21, 2011 at 2:43 am

    OK Dee. You just made me cry. Not the first time while reading your blog my friend. Sending love, XOXO Barb

    • October 21, 2011 at 3:11 am

      Aw, thanks Barb – love right back atcha. Really hope to get to Toronto soon to meet PJ before he graduates from high school.

  3. Laurie
    October 21, 2011 at 4:22 am

    Love this kid. Truly.

  4. Ellie
    October 21, 2011 at 1:32 pm

    i too am teary. how wonderful Dee! doesn’t that make it all worth it xo E

  5. MaryBeth Curry
    October 23, 2011 at 5:41 pm

    Ahh Dee such a nice blog…Ella is so sweet…yes something as precious as that makes Motherhood all worth it..MaryBeth

  6. Joanne Lawlor
    October 24, 2011 at 3:28 pm

    I’m sure this note will make the “tickle truck” for sure! So sweet, I loved it! I will print it off for Mom to enjoy as well!

  7. lucieloves
    October 24, 2011 at 8:45 pm

    Love love love it! That gift is a keeper!! I have tears in my eyes 🙂

  8. October 26, 2011 at 1:19 am

    That is so lovely! What a sweetie.

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