One of my children ripped open a present on Christmas morning and said, “Oh, I didn’t deserve this!” It made me laugh as the light blinked on the video recorder. Those innocent words captured for years to come.
And I scrolled through December’s pictures.
Garrett sang.
And we took the long way home most evenings just to get a glimpse of the lit up tree in front of the library.
And there were plenty of parties and games and sugar cookies.
And we saw Christmas through the eyes of a baby this year.
Amidst boxes and bows, J and I watched our children play while snow fell outside the window.
And I had to agree with that little wise child of mine. No, I didn’t deserve this gift either.
amanda t dodson 
You have such a way with words and short and to the point. I loved this one. I would agree with your child as well as I reflect on our Christmas – I did not deserve this gift either. Ain’t God Good! love you!
A wise child indeed — I think mine were saying, “More, more more!” Love your appreciative heart here, Amanda.
So often my kids say the right things. . .the things I wish I was thinking.