The kids drowsed, Patrick and I full-on napped. I wasn't planning on napping - Eevee had gotten her teeth into a roll of paper towel, and shredded it all over the living room floor. I'd planned to clean it up. But instead, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, Kachi was standing beside me. "Mama? Can I have a snack? And guess what I did. I cleaned up the living room."
That precious boy had picked up every scrap of paper towel and then vacuumed the bits.
How many ways are there to say I love you?
I'm so glad God sent me a Kachi.
Whether you have a Kachi or you are a Kachi, I hope you know you are loved. Given to be a gift, and given to receive gifts ...
Merry Christmas, friends.
Xo.
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