It came to my attention just how much I meant to my daughter when I heard her cell phone ringer song for me.
It took me back to the time as she was being born. Even as she was tearing me apart, I was thinking how much I wanted this sweet little bundle of joy. She was the most beautiful baby I’d ever seen with her long, curly red hair and her green eyes.
As she grew up, I was even more proud of her. Her intelligence is something I value a lot. And her logical approach to almost any subject is something to which a mother can speak with pride. She’s empathic towards others and can see their sides of the story as well as her own. We can talk about anything and she’s my best friend along with Claude and Madeline. Oh, and by the way, her song for him is cute as a bug’s ear.
Up until I heard that ringer song, I would have told you that she loved me too but after hearing it……wellllllllll……I told her that I’m psychic, not a crazy…….she laughed until she had tears coming out her eyes and was crossing her legs just like she did when she was a little girl.
If you think that your child is sparkling clean and wouldn’t do anything like that for you. Stand close and dial their cell. Then you’ll know exactly how they see you too.