I got all of Gideon's invitations out.
On my lap before I plunked them into the mailbox.
And I found this in my mailbox from my dear friend Tori...
Wrapped in hand-stamped wrapping paper (would you believe I just did the same thing last week, both of us unaware of the other)...
She drew the design on the tea towel.
Remembered that I loved that hand cream from Anthropolgie.
And got Gideon a wooden toy, his favorite (says mommy).
It's moments like these that I feel known and kindred and I understand the proverb that says, "There is a friend that sticks closer than a [sister]." This has been a really good Saturday (much needed on the tale end of an entire week of Gideon fighting the stomach bug).