I was going to write a short update on all my kids, but instead I thought I'd take it one at a time. They deserve that.
They are snowflakes - beautiful, complicated, and unique.
Today is dedicated to my middle boy, Daniel. He's only a couple of weeks away from seven years old, and I'm going to make six last as long as possible.
Last night, I took the advice of my sweet Mama and decided to take my Daniel out, just the 2 of us, for some one-on-one time. I know that each child needs undivided attention sometimes, but it's hard to make it a reality.
He was delighted. As we drove down country roads at twilight, he talked incessantly. We reminisced about summer bike rides, and reviewed what had been going on at school.
When I gave him a choice of Dairy Queen or A & W, he chose A & W. The Reese Cup Polar Swirl.
As we sat in the drive-thru, he had a clear view of the inside of the restaurant. He suddenly said,
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Oh, you're welcome, Daniel! I love being with you!" I squeezed him on the shoulder.
"I was just reading the trash cans in there," he said.
I looked inside and sure enough, 3 trash cans in a row with "thank you" on the front of each.