I wrote this three years ago, but felt it was worth a second telling. The little family has grown to three children. They still have the coopful of chickens and the song in their heart is even stronger.
No partridges, or calling birds or French hens, but on the first day of Christmas her true love gave her a dozen roses.
David was Amanda’s “true love”. She had loved him since they were in the five-year-olds class at church. In fact, Amanda’s mom, Dora, remembers the exact night her daughter fell in love. Amanda came home from church with her eyes aglow over “the nice boy in the bow tie” who let her use his blue crayon during craft time. (Yes, I did dress my little boy in a bow tie.)
Amanda says she liked him because he was nice. As David’s mom I feel particularly blessed by this. When David was growing up he had a few heartbreaking years of dealing with “cool” boys who were mean to him. I always told him “It’s better to be nice than to be cool.”
I must have told…
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