Children are a blessing from GOD!
Deanna did a characture sketch of me for school and I wanted to share it with everyone here. It is so sweet, it made me cry, but also brutally honest. I think that we could all be a little more honest with eachother at times and a lot more sweet and the world would definitely be a better place. So, without further ado, here it is:
My mom:
My mom has the most noticeable hair. It is a dirty blond and short, curly bob style. I can recognize her anywhere. Some people say we look a lot alike. Our personalities are not the same though; she is loving, not so fearless, and a klutz.
Even though at times she has to discipline, she is loving. She loves me a lot and I can prove that because when I am sick she takes care of me and always wants hugs and ises. She always says, :I love you, sister sue." I remember one time at Chrismas I fell off a folding chair and hut my chin on the floor; it was bleeding really badly, and there was a big cut. My mom was by me the whole time. My mom is truly like a big teddy bear.
Another thing about my mom is she is afraid of any moving thing in a cage, roller coasters, and heights. My mom is not so fearless. She gets scared so easily. She screams over mice any kind of rodents, and heights. When we go to amusement parks she will not even go on rides. One time last year at Christmas my cousin and I dropped her hamster on my mom, and she screamed like a bunch of schoolgirls.
At times she can be klutzy. She has had stitches at least five times. Most of the time she does not watch where she is going, and because of that she stubs her toes a lot. She especially stubs her baby toe a lot. Two years ago she stubbed her baby toe and broke it. When she broke it she screamed, "Ouch, that hurt!" My mom is a walking disaster.
All in all, my mother is an accident waiting to happen. All of us call her scaredy cat! At times, she has to discipline, but she is always loving. And I love her back. The END
She is quite the kid! I am so proud of her. She is an incredibly bright, talented little girl. She will be 12 this summer. I don't know where the time has gone. It seems like just yesterday I was changing her diapers and now she is writing about me. GOTTA LOVE IT!