Last year, my two daughters practiced diligently, learning songs, and dances, and lines for their school play. I was that proud mom in the front row, beaming at their hard work paying off. While I was proud of them, I was enormously grateful for the amazing moms behind the scenes, VOLUNTEERING their time for MONTHS to pull off this play. A set of cookies seemed like such a sad attempt at my heart felt gratitude. Now if I could get some of the magic that will help those girls never grow up,.. I'd be set. ;)
