When I picked Matthew up from school today he bounded into the car, handed me his backpack and said "I brought my mouse home". His smile, his happiness over bringing home his mouse just melted my heart.... so sweet. So as soon as we got home, before we washed hands, before we made lunch- we opened his backpack and took out his folder- complete with all the info on the week; what books the read, songs they sang, projects they did.... and tucked neatly into this folder was a gray piece of paper with one sticker eye, and one black circle carefully glued on. To the adult eye it looked nothing like a mouse- not even remotely, but I knew immediately that this craft was Matthew's mouse- his first school project. As I pulled it out of the folder he exclaimed "my mouse my mouse!" so I handed it to him, full of excitement and joy over this adorable creation. I know this will be the first creation, the first art project of many to come... but it was so darn cute, I almost couldn't help but get a bit teary over the whole situation- school, art projects, and his totally overwhelming excitement over having created it all by himself. He really is a big boy now.
And on the way home he proved to me that he really is my child... It is only September, yet my son asked to listen to "Santa clause and Rudolph and Frosty" the whole way home. He perhaps shares my year round Christmas Spirit after all :)
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