I need to write down what this daughter of mine did yesterday.
Bryndi has been more difficult than usual last week. More talking back, arguing, not doing what she is asked, etc. I was getting pretty frustrated, but trying to be patient and figure out what to do to get her back on track. Then Saturday morning she woke up and announced that she was going to clean the whole house and throw me a surprise party. "Okay, Bryndi, that sounds fun", I say. During the day she asked me to help her make a cake, which I declined but told her we'd come up with a different dessert. She asked for decorations and I told her I didn't have any. So she asked for paper and proceeded to color and cut the paper into strips and tape the paper strips up in the kitchen and in her bedroom to decorate. Cute! She told me she was doing all this because she loved me and she knew it would make me happy to have a party. She said she didn't have a gift for me, so she set out with the paper, crayons, and tape and made me a box with a cut out heart, a rainbow, and another heart box inside--to keep my notes in. After dinner we had ice cream sundaes for our party. With sprinkles. Then I thought the party was over. "Mom! Now its time for games!" She planned out musical chairs and a pillow race game and a game where you have to keep a balloon up in the air and not let it hit the ground. Pretty fun :) At the end of it all she told me again how much she loves me and that she did the whole party for me because she loves me. What a thoughtful tender heart she has. I feel so honored to be her mom!
