February 24th, 2005
“I love you.” sometimes isn’t enough. So when my daughter wants to get the depth of her affection across she says, “Mama, you’re my special Christmas movie.” 
I know just what she means.
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My brother always had cherry pie for his birthday. He told my mother that he loved cherry pie as much as God loved Abraham.
on February 25th, 2005 at 4:19 pm
Awww… I love that, Shannon.
on February 25th, 2005 at 11:40 am
I remember writing that you’re a lucky mom!
And when I was four we drove to Texas (from Mass) and it was the biggest thing I’d ever experienced. So to this day, I can still make my mother teary-eyed if I tell her “I love you more than a 3-day drive.”
(I think that’s all I said. *g*)
on February 25th, 2005 at 10:45 am
testing to see if comments are working.
on February 25th, 2005 at 9:07 am