the love fest continues this february morning
"Mamma, I love you very much because you gave me life. I've drawn myself in the square."
Feb. 2011, Young One, six-years-old
It's a very loose translation of one in a series of love note treasures that I have received after school. Needless to say, I love being the object of her desire and reaping the benefits of her new-found literacy confidence. And, yes, her teacher has already taught them cursive, in first grade. So far, I'm liking her high expectations of the little people. I think it's also the teacher who plants ideas about reasons to love your mother above everyone in their little minds. No complaints here. Another note that I received said very much the same thing, followed with "And Dad, thank you for marrying Mamma." (Shhh. . . don't tell the good suora that it wasn't in the church. The shame.)