There are special days
Saturday, 4. April 2009, 03:19:24
There are special days. And there are days you can transform from simple to special doing simple things.
From last summer, we've been teaching our daughter to keep money, to store every coin she recives into a can. She did it with pasion to buy a bike. Her first bike.
Today I visited all the shops I could to know if there were bikes she could buy with her money (well, we helped with a very little amount).
Today, when I came from work, my wife and I told her we had a surprise: "let's buy the bike2, we said. She said Ok, and then she opened wide her eyes and shout "Vamos a comprar la bicicleta!!!" (Let's buy the bike), like she reacted late to the information
It was too pleasant to see her face, brighting, a briliant face, full of happiness.
She carried the money (every coin she collected) and paid the sales man. We all came back home very happy: we, like parents, for the marveling thing of look our daughter happy, and the goal of teach her to keep a bit of money to have things she wants. And of course, she was happy because her new bike.
Well, she has only 4, and I was remembering with my wife that we both got our bikes very after that age. That made us feel even happiest. It's something that can't be described with words when you do simple things to children, but they contribute to their happiness, and makes their face shine. Of course, this a material fact, but it's seen also in every act of showing our love to her. And material things, when possible are part of show we love them.
I've been thinking about this at the end of this day, and feels good.
Good night!
From last summer, we've been teaching our daughter to keep money, to store every coin she recives into a can. She did it with pasion to buy a bike. Her first bike.
Today I visited all the shops I could to know if there were bikes she could buy with her money (well, we helped with a very little amount).
Today, when I came from work, my wife and I told her we had a surprise: "let's buy the bike2, we said. She said Ok, and then she opened wide her eyes and shout "Vamos a comprar la bicicleta!!!" (Let's buy the bike), like she reacted late to the information
It was too pleasant to see her face, brighting, a briliant face, full of happiness.
She carried the money (every coin she collected) and paid the sales man. We all came back home very happy: we, like parents, for the marveling thing of look our daughter happy, and the goal of teach her to keep a bit of money to have things she wants. And of course, she was happy because her new bike.
Well, she has only 4, and I was remembering with my wife that we both got our bikes very after that age. That made us feel even happiest. It's something that can't be described with words when you do simple things to children, but they contribute to their happiness, and makes their face shine. Of course, this a material fact, but it's seen also in every act of showing our love to her. And material things, when possible are part of show we love them.
I've been thinking about this at the end of this day, and feels good.
Good night!
WIDGETIZE