My daughter and I waited most impatiently all day yesterday for a couple of boxes to arrive by courier.
We paced. We read with jiggling knees. We played outside in the pouring rain.
Still, the time crawled by like an eternity.
Finally, the shiny white truck pulled into the driveway at shortly after two. My daughter made it over to him first. “Did you bring Momma’s books?”
Yep. He did. Fifty of them. All beautiful and perfect.
Squee! There’s a book with only my name on it. How did this happen?
My girl grabbed the first book out of the book and wouldn’t let go of it.
Here’s the little beauty close up.
And the back:
One more awesome tidbit to share, this amazing poster designed by the talented folks at J. Taylor Publishing. I have an 18 x 24 of this bad boy ready to go for my book signing in October:
Amazing, right? This is definitely one of those moments in my life I won’t forget.
Why don’t you tell me one of yours?