Too Much Of A Good Thing

I can’t honestly say that I feel great, but I am feeling much better than I have in a long time and I have an energy that has been absent for even longer.

For the first time in years, I got out an old picture album to check something out and actually enjoyed going through it! I am making gingerbread houses for the Lennon’s party. I made them for my classes every year, but haven’t done so since. The children can decorate them at the party.

Also, the Lennon and I are making gingerbread cookies tomorrow. I wonder if he will like the taste? I know he will love making them. He’s been making them out of moon sand and play dough for over a year.

I wrapped his present, my way of course. No bought party paper, but lots of imagination and his favorite colors, then hid it away until his party on Saturday. His parents are spending his real birthday with him alone. They both took the day off work to be with him. I think he is one little boy who will grow up knowing he is much loved and valued in this world.

After seeing so many boys in their late teens wandering through this world almost abandoned by the parents who surely loved them too, I want to be extra sure he is never one of those. It is absolutely impossible to love anyone too much. It can be done wrong, but there is never too much of a good thing.

So, tomorrow morning I go shopping and then we spend the rest of the day playing while Mommy performs at the Orange Peel. I can’t wait.