Love to coming home
Dea saw it and asked me,"Mom..the kite is already worn out. Why you still hang it?"
"Oh, I love it, honey. Nothing have to be perfect, just like our home."
When I came back on Monday, I noticed she add the flower to cover up the paper shred at the end of the kite.
I had the biggest grin on my face.
She is exactly my girl.
She did exactly what I will do.