My Knight With The Wild Brown Curls.It was the night before my wedding, and had just had a visit from Ma Toro, my soon to be mother – in – law. As she was leaving, she gave me a gaily wrapped parcel, and asked me to open it when I was alone. It was strange, she had this really … strange … look on her face, kind of, I don't know, reflective, and happy, and a bit wistful all at once. I'd never seen her with quite that expression on her face before. Well, I was alone tonight, Ray was, as tradition dictated, not seeing me tonight, night before the wedding and all that, so, when she left, I decided to open my gift, and see what was inside to make her look so strange.
Can I start off by saying that this was completely adorable? Yes? Good. IT WAS ADORABLE!!!
This isn't exaactly what I asked for, but I love it... possibly/probably even more than I would have if it had been a plain preschool.
I also love the way you brought in the little quirks of my personality; I've not just got a cup of redbush tea, it's vanilla redbush tea. Then again, you being my mum, that probably wasn't all that difficult.
I also like the way you brought in a couple of incidents that actually happened to me, like the cancer scare, it added a little touch of reality to this little fiction.
I shall definitely be commissioning you at some point again in the future!