We were at the store this weekend.
Just E and me.
Some good girl time.
She had brought a quarter with her that she found.
We made a bathroom break right when we got to the store.
E came out of the bathroom beaming with pride.
I mean really, super proud of herself, kind of beaming.
"Mom, I spent my money on you. I bought you a gift"
And she handed me this:
It took every single ounce of restraint from me not to laugh.
I smiled and hugged her and thanked her profusely.
It's the thought that counts, right!?!?!?