The best part of my week
Every Saturday morning my 7yo daughter and I have been going to get donuts and coffee together while the rest of the family sleeps. We just sit at this little table and talk about whatever. Last week she told me I'm her best friend and asked if I was her best friend too. Obviously I said yes immediately. These little traditions are making me realize that some of my best memories with my kids will probably be these simple moments, not the big vacations or expensive stuff. Just me, her, and a maple bar.
That's the sweetest tradition. Those Saturday morning memories are going to stick with her forever. My daughter and I have our Tuesday ice cream run and I wouldn't trade it for anything.