Chocoholic
04-18-2002, 02:52 PM
I got this in an E-mail. I think it's pretty sweet.
My little boy came into the kitchen this evening while I was fixing supper and he handed me a piece of paper he'd been writing on.
So, after wiping my hands on my apron, I read it, and this is what it said:
For mowing the grass, $5.
For making my own bed this week, $1.
For going to the store $.50.
For playing with baby brother while you went shopping, $.25
For taking out the trash, $1.
For getting a good report card, $5.
For raking the yard, $2.
I looked at him standing there expectantly, and a thousand memories flashed through my mind.So, I picked up the paper, and turning it over, this is what I wrote:
For the nine months I carried you, growing inside me: No Charge.
For the nights I sat up with you, doctored you prayed for you: No Charge.
For the time and the tears, and the cost through the years: No Charge.
For the nights filled with dread, and the worries ahead: No Charge.
For advice and the knowledge, and the cost of your college: No Charge.
For the toys, food and clothes, and for wiping your nose: No Charge Son.
When you add it all up, the full cost of my love: No Charge.
Well, when he finished reading, he had great big tears in his eyes he looked up at me and he said, "Mama, I sure do love you."Then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote : PAID IN FULL
My little boy came into the kitchen this evening while I was fixing supper and he handed me a piece of paper he'd been writing on.
So, after wiping my hands on my apron, I read it, and this is what it said:
For mowing the grass, $5.
For making my own bed this week, $1.
For going to the store $.50.
For playing with baby brother while you went shopping, $.25
For taking out the trash, $1.
For getting a good report card, $5.
For raking the yard, $2.
I looked at him standing there expectantly, and a thousand memories flashed through my mind.So, I picked up the paper, and turning it over, this is what I wrote:
For the nine months I carried you, growing inside me: No Charge.
For the nights I sat up with you, doctored you prayed for you: No Charge.
For the time and the tears, and the cost through the years: No Charge.
For the nights filled with dread, and the worries ahead: No Charge.
For advice and the knowledge, and the cost of your college: No Charge.
For the toys, food and clothes, and for wiping your nose: No Charge Son.
When you add it all up, the full cost of my love: No Charge.
Well, when he finished reading, he had great big tears in his eyes he looked up at me and he said, "Mama, I sure do love you."Then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote : PAID IN FULL