What is your most favorite prized posession one of your children has given you

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Mine is a crystal angel my 6 year old gave me 2 years ago for Christmas. he picked it out and was so excited when he gave it to me. But today when I opened my jewelry box and found the locust shell he left in there for me last night while I was at work I'm torn. The crystal angel or the locust shell? I think I will still have to go with the angel but guess where the locust shell still is?
 
the first time "our" little girl told me she loved me.
 
Mine is a rock from my two year old son. He told me that he bought it just for me. That and the kiss on my forehead I got this morning.

From my daughter, that is tough. She has given me so much. Both have but she is always making me something. I would have to say my favorite though is this little notebook with squiggly lines on each page and a few pictures here and there. When I asked her what it said on the pages she said "This says how much I love you" I guess it does indeed.

I have no doubt there will be many more.
 
The most precious material thing my first child gave me was a Valentines card that had a cut out of her hand with the fingers folded down in the sign of I love you. When you raised the fingers it had a picture of her in it.
 
the random hugs i get through out the day. he seems to know just the right time to run over and give me one.
 
I don't think

there's anything more precious than the love of a child. they give it so freely . My 3 children are all my "prize possessions" but the things they have made or gave me through the years are all special. I suppose that's why i have a trunk full of special things i've been saving over the years since my first one was old enough to draw those special pictures or make the special cards.My grandmother will be 102 tomorrow and I made her card because i know that's what she likes best.
 
Last year in school the teacher gave them a bunch of pieces of colorful paper and had them write down one reason they loved their mother on each of them. It was the school mother's day gift thing.

Those beautiful scraps of paper are the most precious things I own.
 
My most prized possession my 4 year old son gave me, was about a year ago. He was finally able to walk, and he gave me a rock. He told me it was his heart for me to know he loves me.
 
<--- Dirty Old Man was a birthday gift from my daughters. He's nearly 20 years old now, and still has a prominent position guarding my printer and as my avatar.
 
The moron son has only given me pieces of cardboard with macaroni glued onto it. They don't even make desgins. Hey bub, that worked when your 4, but not when you're 16. Moron.
 
I don't have children of my own, but there is a twenty year age difference between I and my little brother. Not too long ago he gave me a nickel "because I was sad so I could go back to college". (I had do leave it for financial reasons several years ago... isn't it funny how little kids pick up on things they hear from adults? ;p)
 
More than we realize

last night my son drew a picture of me.....WOW! I sure didn't realize i looked quite like that. But he said i was as pretty as the picture was and it looked just like me so who am I to doubt. And when i put him to bed and he gave me a big hug and kiss i did feel pretty and pretty special.
 
Spinaroonie said:
The moron son has only given me pieces of cardboard with macaroni glued onto it. They don't even make desgins. Hey bub, that worked when your 4, but not when you're 16. Moron.

make believe and video game children don't count. You don't have to fuck up a nice thread Spin, with this B.S.

Just my opinion though.
 
foxysal said:
I'd say their time.....my sons are now growing out of the teenage stage, when we seemed to lose touch, they had better things to do than spend time with their mum.....but now i think they are starting to see me as not just mum, but as a person, and i think they quite like me....

My oldest will be 21 next month. he went through the same stage but now he seems to see me as his friend as well as his mother and seems to want to communicate more and more. He moved out for a year and told me when he moved back home he never knew how much he missed home-cooked meals, clean laundry, and just someone there when he got home.
 
My daughter writes poems for me for Mother's Day and my birthday. Each one is priceless and cherished, but last year for my 39th birthday my daughter wrote out "39 reasons that I love my mom". She was 17 yrs old at that time and her reasons were partly from the memories of her childhood, and partly from her as a young woman. I think that card is my favorite.
 
Things cluttering up the shelves and I am thinking...memories, tons of memories. those can never be broken or taken away.
 
My daughter,8, has given me so many things but to pick one it would have to be the scrap book she gave me for Mother's Day this year. The pages were filled with stories and poetry that she wrote for me and pictures that she drew. She also included memories of our times together and photos of the two of us over the years.
 
I know what you mean, Tantanah. It's hard to choose. Though I cherish the various pieces of artwork somehow the things that meant most to them mean most to me....one a toy that makes animal sounds from toddler days and another a favorite baseball card from his collection.

The home made cards are all great, too.:)
 
I have two

When my sons were younger, they would always buy me jewelry from the candy machine at the grocery store. I always wore those with great pride until my fingers or wrist turned green. Then I would add them to my treasure box. I would open this box and have the best memories from the time the children gave me each gem.

When Jonathon was 4, he asked me if he could marry me instead of daddy since he was the one who spent the most time with me. He gave me a ring with two "pearls" dangling from the loop. A pink pearl and a white pearl.

It was so lovely, I painted it with clear nail polish so that it wouldn't tarnish my finger. Finally, it was no longer able to be worn, and I added it to my treasure box.

My hubby had it remade into a real ring, and exact copy.

He pawned it several years later, and lost it, but the memory is still there.

5 years ago, my sons saved all the money they had earned from rolling newspapers on Saturday nights and bought me a gold ring with a black onyx heart that had MOM written in gold across it. The "O" was filled with a diamond chip. I never take this ring off. I wear it on my left hand ring finger, knowing that is one ring from two soon to be men who will never break my heart.

Then 2 years ago, they bought me 1/2 carat diamond stud earrings, with more money earned from working doing newspapers.


Face it ya'll, I have awesome sons.
 
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